Home is safe

When I think of home I think of safety because everyone at my home loves me .When I taste my home I taste freshly baked cookies .When I smell my home I smell the wild rose bush. When I feel my home it feels like warm fluffy blankets. When I hear the sound of home I hear laughter and sometimes nothing, like peace and quiet. I love my home because it is my home. My home is a safe, loving place that lets me be me and my family be my family. ♥️