Home is Love

My home is my love for my mum and for my dad. The food she will make, and the love he will give.Thats my home and it always is. The cheer and laughter when the fun begins! The sound of coats zipping when it comes to an end we say our “goodbyes!” and head out. I see the fireplace spike a flame to warm the room. We snuggle under warm wooly blankets and sip hot cocoa on the sofa. I smell the food being cooked on the stove. We wait and wait and wait some more then ding goes the stove when it's time to dig right in. We feel so loved in our home. Home is love, our hugs and kisses when it's time to settle in. And rest our bodies.