The Happiness Of My Families Home

The Happiness Of My Family We open the door to see my mom cooking. I go to my room to find myself a chocolate but my brothers have eaten them all. I chase them around playfully as this shifts into a game of tag. Mom yells to stop so we cease. Home is where I discover, where I learn and I forget, where I know I need no fear, where I know my family is always near. Home is where I have my heart.