Home of Happiness
Be it a hut of bamboo and palm frond roof
maybe a hut made of straw and mud,
or a stone dwelling with unglazed windows.
It is not what a home is made of that counts
but about what resides inside.
A spirit of happiness is what
truly makes a house a home.
written 01/26/2015
contest: Home Sweet Home
Copyright © Shadow Hamilton | Year Posted 2015
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