As I sweep the room.

I remember.

The aroma of cooked sinigang

The laughter of my parents

while they giggle.

Share stories.

Prepare our lunch

And eat together.

As I sweep the room.

I laugh.

For the playful times

When my sisters rush to open presents

during Christmas Day.

As I sweep the room.

I look at the mirror.

Days past. Years had come.

My home is where my heart is.