I Little Bit of Aloha
Home Is Where My Heart Will Always Be
By Sara MCPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read

I step off the jet plane to my sweet Hawaii’nei.
Home. The sweet smell of aloha. How I love my home. No matter where I live, this here will always be my “home”.
I reminisce of the days we used to run and laugh and play. So freely, in the country side of Nanakuli.
We used to make beautiful plumeria flower leis. How pretty they smelled. The frangrance so suttle that it made one want to dance the hula, swaying our hips side to side.
My home, I share with you a little bit of Aloha. May you imagine the sweet smell of Hawaii’nei.


Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.