The Meaning of Home

Home is a combination of many blessings. Blessings like sounds, made to be appreciated. Laughter fills the air after excited chatter dies out. Words dance around, jumping from one conversation to the other. The clattering of plates, and shuffling can be heard. Mixed together, home has a combination of the heartiest sounds. Home is a combination of many blessings. Blessings like smells, delicious or disgusting. Inhale a deep breath, and delicious soup can be smelt. Exhale, and it would go away. The smell of compost lingers nearby, but there was food to blow it away. All of this could be smelt at the dinner table. Blended together, home has the wonderful aroma of delicious smells. Home is a combination of many blessings. Blessings like taste, full of love. Eating one snack wouldn’t be enough, so more and more are snacked on. Family members come down one by one, chuckling at the sight. Soon, a feast takes place, with a delicious taste. Stir it together, and home has the best-tasting dishes, besides love. Home is a combination of many blessings. Blessings like sight, beautiful things to see. From the bluest skies, to the highest mountains. The most beautiful landscapes may be seen. With family there to see it with you, With vacations from time to time. Fused together, home has gorgeous sights to be recognized. Home is a combination of many blessings. Blessings like touch, blessings like family, like love. Holding onto family members, with all these things to cherish. Love fills the heart, no matter how small it really is, Appreciation toward god, people, companies, and habitat for humanity. Jumbled together, all these things. Home is a combination of many blessings. This is what home means to me.