The Place I Call Home

I came here today to write this poem To help raise money to build a home. I know sometimes that life is hard But if you put your mind to it you'll get really far. I also want to tell you about a magical place, a magical place. . . That I call home. This magical place that I call home is A place were I stay and play all day! As I run up and down the giant halls The sun Shines threw and brightens the walls. When you wake in the morning You get a surprise when you hear the The sizzle of bacon and the sun in your eyes. In this place there's rubber gloves and family that show lots of love; even when there's ups and downs my house turns my frown upside down. All the memories that come from here Are family traditions every year the love and compassion that comes from home - is one of the best things you'll ever know. So everybody gather 'round to help raise money To build a house.