Home is Like Heart to Me

Every night without a fight we go to bed in peace. We wake up cut up our pancake’s and then eat. We are thankful for home we are thankful for food. At lunch time it’s much time, for a lovely little feast. So we do a prayer, then we share our love and then eat. We are thankful for love we are thankful for home. At the end of the day we think of a way to be as thankful as me. We eat dinner together with lot’s of love and food to share. Soon we get tired and get into bed and have a dream about our deliciously lovely day with lot’s of joy and hope running through our veins as we live a long life in our cute and cozy little home. HOME is in my heart wherever I go! Home is one of the best things that have happened to me in life, and I hope that this poem share’s that with everyone that feel the same way!