What Home Means to Me

If home was a sight it would be seeing our family together. If home was a sound it would be the “I love you “ when I go to bed. If home was a taste it would be the food on the table every night. If home was a touch it would be the hands I hold when I cross the street. If home was a smell it would be the soup my mom makes when I don’t feel well.I feel secure when I’m at home.I’m thankful for my house, my family and friends, my dog and the food that’s on the table 3 times a day.