Home

We all may have a house, but a house is not a home. So I write this poem, to spread some hope. I'm up for the challenge, the quest, the good deed. It may not be the best of the best. But I know how to make a house a home . Love, laughter and memories, make our homes blessed. Homes are made of the people in it. Mommas and Daddies and kids. Our pets are our family too. Puppies, kittens, goats, and pigs. Homes are how we make it. But not with walls and doors. Homes are made with love. Just like mine and yours.