Home

Home, the place I look out the window seeing statues one by one, side to side, lay standing still Facing the eye looking deep inside Like you just fell down long ago Whooshing a way gushing through the air Leafs falling and fading away tonight Snowflakes tiny little snow crystals a spitting image Of broken glass watching them tumble away in The heavy snow storms that once created them, home the place where Delicate, furrycarpets lay on the floors so soft and tender clouds feel for the first time Fluffed out, varied out, numbered and out thinned, the place where all mighty firm wooden desks stand hight above the grounds a sanctuary to keep all necessary knowledge and requirements Used later in life safe from the hands of society, where outside soaring high in the sky trees reside taller then ever watching leaves fall off their branches and new ones coming better then they’ve ever been touching the leaves and diving in the fallen ones Home the place where all sounds soft, loud, ambitious and most importantly vicious are born, family game night sure is noisy will all the petty little arguments of who gets to roll first or of course little small talk about getting another player out maybe a couple of cheating advice fit for cheating little mice ,the place where all sounds can come freely and proudly but didn’t necessarily have to be there, home, the place where a certain tantalizing and pleasant aroma lays stays strong still and never dies flavourful and full of colour if you can even smell that, a aroma so Pleasant and strong even the most talented chefs this world has ever seen if so overwhelmed of how this could be for “the prefect sent” lays in thee……kitchen a prefect place where all hunger and starvation, Can be solved! Speaking of kitchens, home , the place tastebuds can live happily ever after tantalizing And traditional Foods are served, for dinner, breakfast, lunch ,dessert, when you want to watch a movie, you name it but just imagine laying down on a couch feet up not a care in the world watching your favourite movie of show while munching down on some of your favourite foods traditional Or something there to just enjoy like popcorn not traditional but still something good, looking back all this is home, from the looks the smells , tastes , feelings , and sounds lay nostalgic and memorable but one thing is for certain, all apart of home.