The Seasons of My Hme

In winter, I hear the sound of the fireplace, crackling by the sofa. I see the snow gently falling outside my window. I taste my mug of hot chocolate, marshmallows melting on my tongue. In spring, I smell the fresh dahlias, bright orange in my garden I have my black dance outfit laying on my soft bed. I eat a chocolate bunny, easter aromas floating around my house. In summer, I feel the newly cut grass, my sister exploding into giggles I love reading outside with my mom, warm breeze hitting our faces. I sip on a glass of ice-cold lemonade, fresh from the local farmer's market. In fall, I am proud to eat maple syrup, made by Canadiens just like me. I walk my dog down the leaf-covered streets, blue jays singing lovely tunes like a private concert. I listen for the sound of the school bell, starting the school year I love my home throughout the seasons, I love habitat for humanity for giving others a place to call home. Thank you, Habitat for Humanity!