What home means to me

To me home smells like my moms doughnuts and my dads wood stove clothes. It tastes like ice cream and my moms poutine for supper. It sounds like my brothers fighting over who knows what, laughter and the silence of me in my room reading a book. It looks like hugs and family everywhere.It also feels like love, joy, happiness,kindness and safety. Finally it is the silence, peacefulness,clearness, freshness and trees of the woods.