A House is Not a Home.

At home, I taste the food we bake At a house there is no food to take At home, I hear the happiness of everyone At a house there is the sound of no one At home, I see our casual decoration At a house there is no imagination At home, I smell the homey scents At a house you might only smell emptiness At home, I feel and recognize my surroundings At a house everything is new foundings. A house is not a home.