The Place That Always Awaits Me

The Place That Always Awaits Me When I moved here, I was almost three I wandered around like I needed to pee I was so excited to think of my life here Being on Chemin Dunsmuir I walked into construction With my brain feeling eruption All of my things were still in production Soon my brother was born After my mom ate lots of corn My house started to feel less lonely Now that I was here with my homie My mom hosted parties She served lots of smarties Our hearts were filled with so many memories My house is my guider, my supporter and my protector It knows everything about me It doesn’t need a detector I dream here and I pray here everyday My brother and I love to play We also fight…by the way But we learn to forgive so that’s OK I’m only in grade 4, going to 5 and to 6 But even in grade 8 or 12, this house will be my fix This is a safe place for me to have my journey My home is the place where I don’t have to worry Written by Eva Batchoun Grade 4 Lower Canada College