Home Sweet Home

It’s called “home sweet home.” not “house sweet house” A paint job isn’t what matters; It’s the love you feel inside that counts. See, a house is just a building With empty decor Just a shelter for surviving Lacking anything more But a house can be like a hug Its soft touch wrapping around It can also be like the autumn leaves Falling swiftly to the ground Home is where you feel safe No false promises or lying snakes It’s where you feel at ease No worries or love that’s fake “Home sweet home” Where you can be free as a dove “Home sweet home” It’s where you can feel loved