If Home Were Your Five Senses

Home smells like freshly baked cookies fresh out of the oven, and that cleaner your mom loves. A house smells like dirt and cement. Home looks bright and white, like morning doves, A house looks gloomy and bent. Home tastes like the supper your dad made, Mashed potatoes with meat and veggies sauteed. A house tastes musty and dusty. Home feels like a cup of hot chocolate on a cold winter day, Or a soft blanket, that’s colorful, not gray. A house feels broken and rough. Home sounds like talking and laughter, A house sounds like nothing now and after. A house can be a home for anyone, but home is safe for everyone,