My House

I have so many memories joined with my house,

my mom, my dad and my pet mouse.

It is a really special abode,

my brother, my sister and my pet toad.

The window in my house ,from where I gaze and daze,

I do it over there because it is the perfect place.

I write lovely poems about birds and cows,

sitting in an armchair in my big house.

In my backyard I grow beautiful flowers,

Roses and tulips and glorious sunflowers.

From my terrace we fly colorful kites,

red, yellow, blue and many more types.