Poem - I Hear

When I think of home

I hear 

The tv playing Spongebob

I hear my mom washing the dishes, washing the plates. 

I hear the cars beeping on the road outside

I hear people playing catch

I hear birds 

I hear my brother coming up stairs 

I hear my brother playing games

And there, just inside the house 

My dad typing on his keyboard.

This is my version of this poem.