My Home is something a house is Not
My home is where I feel safe, loved and laugh out loud.
My home is where I feel grateful and filled with love for my family.
It’s a place I can go to sleep, eat or to change my clothes.
When I’m at my home I feel safe but a house is one thing and a home is another.
A home can be under a bridge, in the woods or in an apartment.
But a house is a house and a home is something different.