A house. A green house upon a hill, hidden from downtown by tall bamboo Sprouts.…
Home
Home
By Jocelyn Reyes
Home is the place that
smells like home The scent
that brings joy to the heart.
Home is the fragrance that
curves a smell all the way from the heart.
Home will always be the
light inside a tunnel at the
darkest of the abyss.
Its the place that will always
have “home” on the front
door step clear to the
sight from miles away
Its taste is sweet like
sweet pea with a
touch of moms secret recipe
The touch of home is the touch of love
needed each day.
It can be smooth but rough
Home is the laughter of
my son filled with love.
Its the sound of family.