Life at Home

Live in a house built with bricks and concrete. My life is at my home built with love. A house guards the people inside. A home guards me with it’s love. If home was a taste it would be warm buns freshly out of the oven and buttered. If home was a smell, it would be the smell of turkey and stuffing on thanksgiving day. If home was a sound it would be my family giving thanks like, I’m thankful for those who write and work Habitat for Humanity so more people can have a home like mine. If home was a site it would be my family at home. If home was a filling in would be loving hugs from my mom.