Senses Of Home

In my home I see My family, not strangers. My parent’s perfume, not the garbage. In my home, I feel My feet on the soft carpet, not concrete floors. In my home, I taste My mom’s delicious Roti, not cold food. In my home, I hear My kind and loving family, not construction. In a Habitat for Humanity home, I see A comfy new sheltered area for others. In a Habitat for Humanity home, I smell The new paint on the walls. In a Habitat for Humanity home, I feel An opportunity for Others. In a Habitat for Humanity home, I taste Satisfaction of having another safe home in the world. In a Habitat for Humanity home, I hear Volunteers making final touches. I hope that Habitat for Humanity can make more homes like mine.