The Feeling Of Home

A house is made of boards and beams, A home is made of love and dreams, The smell of the breeze, The happiness and laughter, All of this sweetness, Must never shatter. Since house is word, But home is a pleasure, No need to ask, Or even to measure. When love is emitted, A home holds it in, Though in a house, It can, get twisted. When it’s time to shine, Your home is unremarkable! Don’t let a dream, Be the impossible, Just know that it’s unlockable. Every person is unique, Don’t take a home, That doesn't speak. In the way that you want, In the way that you will, Time can always have a way to be still. So if it’s tough, Or even a calamity, Just ask Habitat for Humanity, They can help, I promise my heart, If you truly, Feel like you must restart.