House but not home

A house is not home. Home will stay home After you and after me. A home is a place filled to the brim With love and harmony. A house is a place made of wood and bricks, But a home follows you everywhere and just sticks. Home is not everywhere yes, it is true. But home is a feeling of safety we all once knew. Family and friends are what a home can provide, My home fills me with love and so much pride. The welcome mat at the door and the warmth of others inside Gives me a feeling of hope and that I never need to hide. Day in and day out in my heart there is no doubt There is truly no place like home.