Life at Home

Home is the place where I feel fondness. I love my home which is full of merriment. A home like mine is dependable and secure. It is where my mom cooks delightfully in the kitchen filling the air with tangy aroma. Home is not just a place with four walls, it is love and optimism. Home is not only a place to sleep, it is the place to dream about our future. A home has alluring memories which we cherish forever. Home does not carry your life, it carries intimacy. Home is not made up of bricks, it is made up of goodwill. Home is where you live and feel this is where you belong. Inside your home tenderness flows everywhere. Sunlight spilling through the window, making my home bright as a diamond. At home I am treated like a queen. Home is where you can find elegant colors. Home is the place where ardor thrives. What makes a home special is having a huge meal or feast with your family and relatives. Home is the place where you could be yourself and you can find bliss in the air. Home is where your drawings and paintings hang around in different colors. The best part about home is where you get hugs and kisses from your dad and mom, which warms your heart. I love my home as it is full of laughter everywhere and that is where I have the people who love me. Thank you Habitat for Humanity for building homes for those without. THE END