My Home

What a home really means to me.The sun blazes down on us, what a hot day it is. When I need shade, I have a house and a roof over my head. How lucky I am. I have a family of four- me , my sister, my mom and my dad.I love my family. How lucky I am. I have food but poor people don’t.How lucky I am. I have a roof over my head that protects me from rain,and snow.How lucky I am. I go to school for education but poor people don,t.How lucky I am. I have friends. I take them for playdates just like them.how lucky I am.