Not Like Home

Roses are red, violets are blue, everyone deserves a home including you. School is fun but not like home. I just can’t wait to go home to my dog welcoming me in the entry way. Seeing my couch with warm blankets and the smell of banana bread leading me to the kitchen, where good food is made. Then I eat in the dining room where we play cards and laugh. Up stairs is my nice cozy room. Downstairs is where I drift my RC car. Outside, I shovel my driveway with my dad and then the sweet old lady a cross the road asks me to shovel hers. The back yard is where I play volleyball with my sister. I love playing video games with my dad and sister or watching movies with my mom, dad, sister and my sweet dog laying at my feet in the middle of the couch. So many good memories. I hope you can make good memories too. This writing is to help people in need.