Home

Roses are red, violets are blue you're probably wondering why I am sending this poem to you. I wrote this poem to explain the difference between a home and a house,because some people don’t know what the differences are. Think of yourself seeing your house but what do you feel when you enter inside.Don’t you feel so warm from the love from your parents and even more from your grandparents. The best memories you have with your parents and cousin are stored inside that little or big home of yours but if you move and find another home you still have those memories in your mind too. The best days in your home are when it's a traditional day,it's so exciting running up and down with no worries in your mind. That's my definition of a home. I hope you enjoy this not so poem i wrote.