Home

My home is a place where I can go, my mom sometimes says no. My home smells like cookies, my mom’s putting them in bellies. My home sounds like the tv, my nacho’s are really cheesy. My home looks beautiful, my brother doesn’t want to play at all. My home is a place where I can’t leave, because I love to eat. My home is a place where I can go, to eat and sleep and grow. My home feels really cozy, but I am really nosey. My home is a place where I can go, my Mama won’t let me get the flow. That is all about my home.