Home to Me

If home were a touch, it would be the warm embrace of my parents after a long day away. If home were a smell, it would be the sweet smell of fresh baked cookies when I get home from school. If home were a sight, it would be a warm house with a fire glowing in a winter wonderland. If home were a sound, it would be the sound of my family laughing together at my Dad’s jokes. If home were a taste, it would be the taste of my grandmother’s homemade pizza,made with lots of love. If home were a thought, it would be the nicest thought you could ever have.