“Home”
To many a home is a just a house,
But to New Orleanians, a home is our culture.
Our home is our community.
No matter where we end up, the spirit of New Orleans remains.
Home is a Saints game on a Sunday afternoon.
Home is walking in the French Quarter through the crowded streets.
Home is hearing “WHO DAT” yelled in various situations.
Home is seeing Mardi Gras beads hanging from trees.
Home is the warm smiles and laughter shared between strangers.
New Orleans will forever remain our home.
To many a home is a just a house,
But to New Orleanians, a home is our culture.
Our home is our community.
No matter where we end up, the spirit of New Orleans remains.
Home is a Saints game on a Sunday afternoon.
Home is walking in the French Quarter through the crowded streets.
Home is hearing “WHO DAT” yelled in various situations.
Home is seeing Mardi Gras beads hanging from trees.
Home is the warm smiles and laughter shared between strangers.
New Orleans will forever remain our home.
Haley, age 15