My Home

I can see my handsome brother, as handsome as a king, I can smell yummy rice, perogies, mashed potatoes, and hot rich, steamy gravy cooking, I can hear my mom’s excitement, like me on Christmas morning, I can taste my yummy banana split sundae oozing flavourful caramel sauce, I can touch the fluffy snow, like a soft fuzzy blanket and make a snowman. My Home.