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Home is not just a word, you must know what home is, so your understanding is not blurred.
This is what home means to me, if you look in this poem you will see.
Home is also not just a place, it can be a thing too, a person filled with grace.
Home is love, as smooth as a dove.
Home can’t be described as a house; those two words are as different as a cat and a mouse.
Home may be crazy, but really, it doesn’t faze me.
Crazy still, home has a silent peace that will always fill.
My home is my family, simply living together fills me with joy, almost like a fantasy.
When you search for nouns for family, the word home comes up naturally.
Home is a debut, so true; this is what home means to me, what does home mean to you?
Thank you, Habitat for Humanity, for giving people a home, for building a community.
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