A House and a Home

A house is a place that only keeps you warm from cold weather. No fun or love as people sit on a couch made of leather. But a home is a place with hope and laughter. A place where love spreads, after and after. Home is a haven with peace and dreams, full of acceptance and joyful beams. A house is just a place, built with bricks and paint, where all the love is…faint. A home has laughter and fun, with memories more than a ton! Some people do not have homes, which is very sad. But as long as we have family and friends, its not too bad! I hope this poem might change your point of view, for all the days anew.