Your home is you

Your house may be your home, The place you live, the place you roam, But your home will never just be a house, There are small things, small as a mouse. You need a smile, a wink, a nod, Your home should be your life's sod, A place to grow, your roots to spread, A place of happiness, not a place to dread. Not every person is the same, But home is our heart’s flame, Home is laughter, love, sadness and anger, Somewhere you feel out of danger. Every person has a home, If the family’s big or they live alone, Home is respect, it’s love it’s care, And all of that is in the air. With everything you go through, Your home will always be there for you.