The Meaning of Home

If my house had a smell it would be hot cocoa on a really cold night. If it was a feeling it would be a warm blanket on a stormy night. If my house was a sight it would be family playing outside and dogs leaping. If my house was a sound it would be screaming of joy and laughter. If my house was a taste it would be hot pie coming out of the oven. I hope people will find a home with help from Hope for Humanity.