Home

Home is a place where all the memories are made when we have game nights, the laughter and the delight. That the feel of the champion, butterflies in your stomach. The big smile on your face as you feel proud and lightheaded. My home invites me inside. The smell of home, the new fresh paint warming me like a warm sugarful cup of hot chocolate on a cold frosty winter night. The warm brown wooden floor warms my feet like a heated blanket. As my chestnut brown dogs greet me like a realtor greeting someone in a show home. Home is a place where every second every minute and every hour and days and weeks and months and years all stay in your warm pumping heart forever. Home is where you feel the soft tender grass lightly scraping your feet and the feel of the cold refreshing sprinkler spraying on your roasting hot back .The birds chirping in joy and the stunning green leaves blending in with the nice soft breeze .That wonderful taste of a lime flavored popsicle making my taste buds bursts in amazement from the delightful taste. Home is the sound of the beautiful neon colored bird in its cage chirping in joy. The smell of my mothers delicious delightful smell tracking me into the kitchen, the smell of chicken noodle soup fills the air. Home is the feeling of my room. The feel of my back slowly lowering to my bed as my back touches my bed it feels like I am in a marshmallow world. The sparkling glowing LED lights fill the air. I wish all the war and the fights would stop so some people and families could have a safe and loving home like mine.