Home To Me

When I feel the wind blow through my face my cat purr and the low hum of the ac, I know I am at home but if I had to choose what home is to me, I would say the place that makes me feel free: Manitoba. The bison, a strong creature, so fine I think of my cat; strong but kind. I hear the birds chirp, I feel the breeze blow, I taste the fresh air and smell the hot food on the table prepared for 2 but out of all the places I have been Manitoba is the place I call home.