My Home

If my home were sight, it would be the most pretty forest ever. So green in the spring and summer. Yellow, red, brown in the fall. No leaves in the winter. If my home were sound, it would be the loveliest birds sing , frogs chirping and deer galloping. If my home were smell it would be apples for the deer and carrots for the bunnies. Seeds for the birds and turkeys. If my home were a touch, it would be the rocks with Moss on them. And tree branches to sit on. If my home were a taste it would be wild apples and berries to snack on, and muffins fresh out of the oven. That would be my home in the five senses!