Home is Love House is Bricks

When I think of a house I think of hard walls. So no love can enter. But when I think of a home I think of open arms ready for me. When I think of a house I think of a big room with a fancy kitchen. But when I think of a home I think of two kids all snug by the fireplace and family memories in photo frames. Home is a place where I can feel safe, and feel happy year after year. So just remember home is love house is bricks.