Home
I have a family.
I have a home.
You can try to break me down,
but I'm never alone.
I have a family.
I have a home.
I may not look it,
but I can hold my own.
I have a family.
I have a home.
I'll find my way back,
I'll use a telephone.
I'm here with you. I'm waiting for you.
Come find me.
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world