Home is a Story to ? Behold ?

Home is not four walls and insulation, Well when you read this poem you’ll be filled with fascination. A house was the previous definition, and we aren’t only things with comfy cozy dens. Foxes and rabbits have burrows kind of like a hole, and tunnels and tunnels through the ground that is home to a mole. Us humans have our precious little house mats, but it’s nothing compared to the farmland home of the typical wild house cat. Some of us are greedy and do complain, Well you talk to kangaroos who live in the vast Australian plains. Some humans also have shelter and the comfort that we need, but some of us in poverty need a special charity. Most humans and animals know horrible poverty, but a good thing we know what is Habitat for Humanity. I’m only doing this competition for other people's lives can’t you see? Also it’s not just us that are risking their lives, it's animals, and home is not just family and friends, it’s everything that’s wild and free and that is what home means to me.