Home Is Where The Heart Is

The field is a never-ending patch of green for playing baseball The stream out back is like crystal blue paint spilling out of a can When you walk in the house, you can almost taste the chocolate chip cookies that my grandmother is baking in the oven If you go out to the garage, you'll immediately catch a whiff of the hotdogs my grandfather is barbequing The campfire is a glowing orange light there for making memories The tall brown oak trees are goalposts for playing soccer The rhubarb patch contains bright red strips of sour delight Home is where the heart is