If Home Was A Sense

If home were a sight it would look like a fresh red rose on a sunny day and a campfire before bed. If Home was a taste it would taste like candy after trick or treating and Chinese food prepared by my Nini. If home was a memory it would be all those vacations to Mexico and napping on the beach. If home were a touch it would feel like being wrapped in a warm fuzzy quilt sipping smoothies by the fire. That is home to me. Thank you Habitat For Humanity for all you do.