Ode to Home

Oh, my home, dear to my heart, It’s always where I go, when I need a fresh start. Home is where I eat and sleep, Hoping my sisters don’t make a peep. I hang out, with both family and friends, Laughing and telling stories, until the day ends. Sometimes I draw, alone in my room, Waiting for dinner, which will come soon. Oh, home is a place, full of happiness and love, So beautiful, just like a morning dove.