A Home is Priceless

A house is made from wood and bricks Shaky houses can be made from sticks But materials can’t keep a home strong The strength of a home is in how we get along A house can feel empty and cold No matter how new or old But a home feels full and warm Even during the coldest storm A house by itself is eerily dead Even with furniture such as a couch and a bed But a home is always alive With your family encouraging you to strive A house may cost a million Some may even cost a billion But the true value of a home is in the memories made Mama’s banana bread, the bedtime cuddles, and the many games played A house to me is just a place where you live The address on documents that you give But a home to me is where you’re truly free Happy, content and the place you always want to be.