My Comforting Home

My Comforting Home By Hadasha Loe Oliveros My home sounds like my moms oven baking or sometimes it is my pet bird singing. My home tastes like my mom’s sugar cookies and brownies we give to our neighbourhood. My home looks like a shelter that accepts anyone and any culture. My home smells like my pet bird sometimes or my mom’s baking ingredients. My home feels like a safe place to live and stay healthy.