Home is a Place...

If home was a taste it would be like my mom's homemade cooking. If my home was felt it would be like joy, love and honesty . My home smelled like cherry blossoms, that would fall from the tree . If home was heard it would sound like a strong force like the wind blowing love and harmony all around. If home was a site it would be like this beautiful field of flowers and a stream of rivers . My home was like happiness; it would be like northern lights shining through the sky . A home could be anywhere as long as your family is there to put its loving touches on it to make it a home.