Home In My Eyes

To me a home is a cozy place, where I am welcomed whether I am scared or confused. Or if I am cold. I am always welcomed with some delicious hot food, and I smell the new food my parents always cook. The beautiful voices I hear from my family, and I always see the home I lived full of memories of the past and the present. I feel the hugs my mom and dad gave me when I was younger. Whenever I am exhausted, I always go to my warm cozy bed to relax and even later relax with my beautiful family.