Home Sweet Home
There is a place that I call home
my little sister's hair I do comb
I help my mom cook dinner
my little brother says its a winner
We all go walking in the park
until the sun goes dark
I never have had the nice cloths or gear
but in this home all I need is love no fear
Copyright © Kevin Potter | Year Posted 2005
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