Home

My love for my home is so great, it never does fluctuate A house is a building, maybe for gilding A Home is not a building or a place, that is just not the case Home is where I have family, Home is where there is no tragedy Home is where I live and play, and look at the sunshine’s rays I don’t care if my home is big or small, short or tall But let me know if I have to go Because wherever I roam, I will always have a home