My Home in 5 Senses

One house can make a home with the people you love. It should feel like a loved place. To be thankful for a roof over your head and to be happy with a warm bed. A home can become just a building with loneliness, sadness and hate. One home is built with love and care but a house is built with brick and stone. My home smells like cookies in the oven when I come home. A house smells like dust collecting on an empty picture frame. My home looks like dance shoes at the door but a house looks like dance shoes just waiting to be worn. A house is where I go for a day but a home is where I stay, play And can feel safe.