Home the Memory Maker

To enter the house a gift of joy, to leave school, all overjoyed The fun you have, the memories I make Home is a special place where love roams the hallways, Not scared to make and entrance, nor worried Just wondering what's next. A house is not a home, a home can be a place a house is somewhere where love infiltrates all who are open to it A home is where life strays of to new opportunities But a house is where love seals the gaps of anger. Home is a privilege, to have a home is a fortunate blessing A house is a base for feelings to be let out without worry A house is not just some old walls and a roof A house can be bent and fused to your every command Thanks to habitat for humanity for building homes We can now give people in need the support to build a steady roof