The Meaning of Home
Home is where the love belongs, and the smell of the buttery popcorn that dad makes. The smell of mom’s brand new lotions. And the mangos that grandma brought.The damaged smoke that grandpa had thrown in the garbage can. The sound of the news on TV and the sound of grandma cutting the fruits. And all of the yummy dishes mom has made. I have a perfect home to live in and I am glad that I do.