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My Home

My Home

By: Jimmy Bui

 

My home is where I spend my life

From my room to the blue hallway down there is a shine.

 

My home is where my happiness is at.

From the window reflecting at the happy neighbor.

 

My home holds many special things to me.

From the birds outside singing to their loves.

 

My home is where my family bonds.

From beyond the reach it is always love that truly power my home.

 

My home is where I records memories.

From my parents touch which taught me the meaning of life.

 

My home is where my mother cooks the best.

From my father who works hard just for us.

 

My home is where I can be me.

From me to school I am different.

 

My home is where I can only be me.

From home is where I’m loved most.

 

My home is best from everywhere beside home I am hated like a wolf who was forced to go.

From places beyond home I have scar marks that inside.

 

My home is where my parents help me with my painful injuries.

From the clouds I see rain.

 

My home is where I see sunshine.

From the city of  Memphis it is betrayal.

My home holds the people I trust.

From the school to the whole world are only people that betray.

 

This poem makes me...
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