What Home Mean to Me
Home is where my heart lives.
It looks like a museum made of love.
Home is a happy embrace and home is a special place.
Home is a warm place that gives.
It feels like it fits like a nice glove.
I play with my sister So, we got out the games to play colorful twister.
Home is where our memories are.
It sounds like my little sister laughing.
I also can hear the piano playing and sometimes I try to understand what my baby sister is saying.
Home is a place that smells yummy.
It tastes like baked chocolate chip cookies.
I really like eating blueberry pie, but I mostly like drinking sweet chai.
Home is a place where I feel happy.
It smells like sugary cinnamon buns.
Home also smells like hot baked brownies, and pie that is warm from Downey’s Home is love.