If Home were the Senses

If home were senses If home was a smell it would smell like scrambled eggs on the weekend, the smell of warm cinnamon buns on christmas morning. if home was a sound it would sound like laughing while baking, music while we clean, and birds chirping on a quiet morning. if home was a taste it would taste like scrambled eggs, crispy maple bacon and crisp sweet and crunchy apples. If home was a feeling it would be a soft cat laying beside me while I watch tv, a cold house when the power goes out when it gets windy. If home had a look it would look like douglas fir trees living around me,a flowing pond with fish living in it just down my driveway.