My Home

I think of home, I smell myself coming out of the shower. I smell cake and cookies coming When out of the oven. I smell the snacks in my hand. When I think of home, I see a safe place where I hangout with my family. I see a place full of food. I see a place with a lot of space. When I think of home, I feel the couch while watching television. I feel the bed while sleeping. I feel the food in my mouth. When I think of home, I taste breakfast, lunch and diner. I taste the snacks in my mouth. I taste the cake on my plate. When I think of home, I hear my family’s laughter. I hear the voices of my friends on my phone. I hear sizzling of my mom making food.