A Roof Over My Head

My house is a place I call home I never have to sit there and feel alone. Home is a place with laughter and love, it fills up quickly with cuddles and hugs. Home is filled with hope, love, and joy something that can never be destroyed. Home is never cold it's filled with warmth and always bold. A Home is not a house and it's never quite like a mouse, home is like a tiger it roars with laughter and fills with joy like a happily ever after. A house and a home are different, a house is cold and a home is where love can behold a place that is never cold.