This is Home

This is Home By Maia Embuldeniya-Fernando Lying on my bed With my bear Biggy Who is older than me Crunching chips and Reading Matilda. This is home. Sitting on the stairs Making bracelets Of beads and feathers For all my friends At my new school. This is home. Lying on the floor Stuffing my hamster With treats he got for Christmas Absentmindedly listening to Songs from Cats. This is home. Resting on the couch Warming my feet Swinging a yoyo Watching Avatar and Eating popcorn. This is home Slumping at my desk With my computer Legs swinging Scratching my head Writing this poem. This is home. Sleeping in a tent With ten people Snuggling for warmth With Mama and Thatha Dreaming of a better world. This could’ve been home. Sitting on a bench In a public park Not knowing Where I’ll be tomorrow But still hoping. This could’ve been home. But it’s not for me Yet it is for others. Habitat for Humanity can change that, And I can help with a poem.