My Home

Home is a place where I belong always playing a happy song Home is learning how to skate No one is ever late Home is a mug of hot cocoa While my brothers are going loco Home is a library, quiet and nice it‘s so fun I'll read my book twice Home is a summer vacation busy as a train station Home is my grandma’s favorite childhood book my brothers throwing a weird look Home is a devotional night with a feeling as bright as a light Home is rush hour a kitchen full of flour Home is a new place Looking for a steady base Home is a Friday movie night the screen is so bright What I'm trying to say Is that home is somewhere were you can lay In a comfy bed Where you have read Your favorite childhood book Where your family would look At you with their eyes And you realize That they love you forever and that's true