Home Sweet Home

I eat and sit, I live and strive, It's a lovely home without no doubt I feel like I belong, as I play between my bedroom walls, Its high top ceiling, so cozy and warm, it's hot and cold, but I will always feel like I am very bold as my stories unfold.. In my little home. My every moment feels like a moment to hold onto, in my lovely home, so I may stroll along the bricked wall shack where I play and make memories without a sound. I sleep still in my bed as the roof shelters my head, my lovely dreams coming to enter my head, My sweet home, little and small it's not the best but its always full of rest, I feel like I can express my requests to my own and never feel compressed, It may have rusted gates and stained doors, but the inside is full of many thoughts and feelings rushing to my head. I may at times feel alone and sad but it's sure to be fixed with my cozy lounge, I may feel ready and steady with all my might but there is a reason for that without a pretty sight, Times change and turn around the line but i'm sure to remember the best moments of my life, My head turns and twists, my body moves and changes but it's sure I remember the moments of my ages. Homes may be big or small, but remember it holds precious memories, nothing in this world can persevere I love my home with all my heart and how it has taken care of me, I will take care of it too, I know that if someone says they don’t have anyone, then that’s a lie because your biggest best friend of all is where you shall dine and rest, your home, Home Sweet Home may just be a saying but it will come true on many occasions.