My Home
My Home
My home is a love beautiful place.
I see a loving family that cares about one another.
I smell fresh tamales cooking in the kitchen.
I taste delicious mole homemade by my mom.
I feel my baby brother cuddling in my arms.
I hear my baby brother laughing because the tv show is funny.
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