What Home Means To Me

If home was a smell it would be nice marshmallows roasted on the campfire. If home was a taste it would be the hot chocolate on my tongue, eating smores and the chocolate getting crunched by my teeth. If home was a touch it would be my cozy white blanket on the coldest windiest nights. If home was a feeling it would be nice and honest and patient. Everyone deserves to have a nice and cozy home for them and their family. If home was a sight it would be my family all huddling on the couch when it is minus 30 plus. Home is a comfortable house where you are warm and have so much fun.