My Home

I love home, it is the place I have always known. I smell cookies in the oven. I hear the furnace running. I hear the laundry machine. I taste cookies in the dining room. I see Lego in the basement. I hear water dripping from the sink. I smell the laundry machine working. I see huge walls with a light switch attached to it. It keeps me safe in storms and on cold nights. It is where I do art out of my heart.