Meaning of home

Once a picture tells a story my house starts to reveal its memories. I start to smell the food, delicious as can be. Family and friends gather togather smelling the aroma of food coming out the door. Making family the first priority of life. My house can tell a story by its cover. In the garden is a hammock swinging myself side to side I'm greeted in a nice way. My house gives me a safe place to live while it provides me with food,water,shelterand family supporting my ups and downs. Memories lay under a living room of games,friends and family. Each person gets a different color in the rainbow like a family member.