Home or House

A home is not a place It’s a feeling full of space Sharing the air With people that really care Full of kindness Which reminds Of the best times Memories of the Centuries to the Time that goes fast Space is limited in a house Like space for a mouse Love is infinite in a home Like more space to roam Made from feelings Kind of like a healing A house is bricks and stone In which you can still feel alone A home is where you can share every feeling With any loving being Your voice echoes in a house Yet it might not be heard by a mouse Anything you say in a home Can even be heard by a stone A house has enough shelter to stop rain But a home has enough strength to break through pain A house has an end While a home has a future A house can break while A home will always stay A house might be built with ease When a home is built with peace A house might look like a good shelter When a home will always be better