Home is

by Anjola My home is a glove Coated with love I taste the savory food lying on the table As I tell a fascinating fable Nobody is to house as family is to home But in my home, we are not alone Home is where I smell the buttery popcorn flying in the air As I sit down on my pleasing chair It’s where I laugh out loud As if I was not in a large crowd A home is where love spreads Because we all have our threads Home is where I have fun It’s where I say I WON!!! Home is a place where you feel safe It is where we are brave A home is one of a kind Its something you cant just find Home is where I hold my brother I also have another They are so cute But they never eat their fruit Home is not just a roof over your head And It is not just where you have a bed But if I had no home I would go and roam People stare with a glare They might have pain And sit around with no gain They live in rags While we are tearing tags They do not have a career Could they be an engineer It’s cold outside Do they even mind Don’t tell me I'm too young to make a change And bring us out of this horrible stage Just like God when he said let there be light He gave us the gift of sight Let us be giving To care for their living