Home

Home Smells like sweet apple pie, and a coat of tea, with cookies. Home feels like a sweet cherry pie with a lot of taste and smell, a golden crust on the outside and a warm, cozy, tasty dough on the inside. Sometimes I hear the sound of my mom laughing with my dad and siblings. Sometimes I even hear the sound of piano playing. I see beautiful things at home. My family, laughter and sometimes I feel like god is standing outside my house blessing it with Love and happiness. Home is a beautiful place with a lot of things to be grateful about, but home is nothing without a sweet filing of family and happiness.