My Sweet Home

My home is where I live, Within those four brick walls, My home is where my family is, And where I first crawled. My home is where I hear my grandma's wise words, And where I hear my cousins fight, Where I get warm embraces, And where I burn oil lights. My temple is a place where we pray, And where we get loads of blessings, Where I learn how to make salad, With unique dressings. My kitchen is where I see fumes in the air, And where I remember wonderful smells, It reminds me of the baking I used to do, And the ringing of loud bells. Ding! Ding! Dinner is ready. My living room is where I watch TV, And where I hear laughter and weeps, Where I play with my family and friends, And where I get the creeps from horror movies. My bedroom is where I sleep, In my comfy, soft bed, Where I stick photos and memories, Not on the wall, in my head. My front and backyard is where I shovel, When it's cold in the winter, Where I make cute snowmen, Right here in Windsor. My home is where I live, Within those four brick walls, My home is where my family is, And where I first crawled.

Tiana

6 Année

Windsor, Ontario

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