Home Sweet Home
One more poem
Home Sweet Home
When the bell rings Tring! Tring!
I run out with all my things
‘Cause it is time to go
To my Home Sweet Home!
Grab your books
Ignore all looks
And make a dash
To the door, but do not crash
Just run with your things
‘Cause you’ve heard the bell ring
Tring! Tring!
It’s time to go
To my Home Sweet Home!
It’s where I learnt to run and play
To talk to others the whole day
Yes, its time to go
To my home sweet home
To my loving parents
And my teddy sitting all alone!
bye
-Rupashri
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