My Homes Away From Home

My School is my home away from home where I might sit around and read a poem When there are tours I always wave “hi” even though I’m a little bit shy Thump Thump Thump I hear in the second floor I might see something I adore As I get home I finally sit down and on my face is the opposite of a frown Now that it’s in the weekend I finally get a break now that I’m the car I get to have a milkshake Now I’m so here so far away in my special places now that I can see all my favorite faces Back at my camp it brings back so many memories and absolutely no enemies I’m always so cozy and no one can annoy me because I’m free to just be me My cottage is like a campfire surrounded with love, friends and family With this special place no love can be replaced At my chalet no harm can be put into a good day I’m zooming down white fluffy snow I can barely feel my toe My warm homes my cold homes doesn't matter where it is it’s in my poems My homes are always so cozy and warm this is who I am and this is how I was formed