HOME IS A HOME

Some people ask what’s the difference between a home and a house. Well, I say . . . Home is the sight of family. Home is the sight of my dog. Home is the sight of blankets. Home is a home Home is the sound of laughter. Home is the sound of arguing. Home is the sound of computer keys clicking. Home is a home Home is the feeling of soft stuffed animals. Home is the feeling of my bed. Home is the feeling of warm siblings. Home is a home Home is the smell of good spaghetti. Home is the smell of Christmas baking. Home is the smell of homemade pizza. Home is a home Home is the taste of my mom’s favorite shepherd’s pie. Home is the taste of my dad’s favorite shipwreck. Home is the taste of my favorite hotdogs and taters. Home is a home. MY FAMILY IS MY HOME.