My Home and my Family

My home is where my family and I make memories whether they're happy mad or sad my home isn't just a house but a feeling or even a person. Home blooms a special feeling of comfort into my veins like a flower on a nice spring day I have a family to support me in life and a house to hold those memories tight. My family isn't just connected by blood it's also the bond we've created over the years, we all have fears but we're always here. My kitchen holds aromas from heaven and foods from the gods we always cook love and kindness into our food even if the food didn't taste good at least you know we tried our kindness never dies Our bedrooms have our TVs where we binge watch shows and doze off in our beds and find dreams in our heads but for our living room we have a sofa and chairs we laugh and we care always play fair. For ending this poem I'd just like to say thank you Habitat for Humanity for helping over thousands of people and for giving each of them homes.

Mia

5 Année

Vancouver, Colombie-Britannique

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