Home Is The Place Where Love Is

Home is when your family smiles. Even when they are gone for a while. Home is full of happiness and joy. Plushie is my favorite toy. My family laughing at each other. Just me, my step dad, and my mother. Home smells like cookies with hot chocolate and a campfire. All the things in my house I desire. Home tastes like warm apple pie. But not the ones you buy. Home feels like hot chocolate burning my tongue. This happens a lot when you are young. Home is the place where you were born. Ukraine was my home that I now mourn. Home is full of works of art. Which my family holds close to their heart. Home is the place where I feel loved. My family is who I take care of.