My home is my life

In literature we read poems. A poem which describes what you feel arriving your home, a poem describing how your parents met and fell in love and finally a poem which describes someone you really like.

I had to choose one of this poems and write my own version of the poem. I choosed the poem about home.

Here is my poem:

The sensation I feel before I 

enter my home is pure 

hapiness, I start thinking of all the

 things waiting for me, a nap,

television and other relaxing

things.

Once I cross the door I

feel all this hapiness,

my mother is awaiting me 

with love and snacks,

my father invites me to see a

movie, my brothers doing jokes

and fighting.

My home is my shelter, my

place to be free, my

everything.

My home is my life.