A House Is Not a Home
A house is not a home;
It's something made of wood, concrete, mortar and brick-
With four wall, plenty of space:
A roof, adorn with beauty and grace.
A house is not a home;
Unless there are people there,
Loving, caring and sharing to form a close knit togetherness-
That brings to each other some joy and happiness-
Believing in each other when things go wrong;
Holding to each other, the weak unto the strong.
Learning from each other in everything they do:
A house becomes a home when the people who live there-
Love and see one another through.
Copyright © Martha Malloy | Year Posted 2008
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