House vs. Home

A house is just a place to stay, With walls and doors that fade away. It might be big, it might be tall, But without love, it’s just a hall. Its floors are cold, its rooms are bare, You live inside but may not care. A house can stand both new and old, Yet still feel empty, dark, and cold. A home is where you laugh and smile, Where people make it all worth while. It’s filled with love, it’s warm and bright, A cozy place to sleep at night. The walls hold stories, old and new, With memories that stick like glue. It’s hugs and kindness, joy and cheer, A place that makes you feel sincere. A house is bricks, just wood and stone, But a home is where you’re not alone. It’s not the size or where it stands, It’s love that builds it, just a heart and hands. A house is bought, then sold again, Just walls and roofs, like a paper and pen. It may look grand, it may shine bright, But without warmth, it lacks true light. A home is a place where you eat Grandma's cookies. She will fatten you up with her sugary goodies. A home is built with love and care, With kindness growing every where. No matter how big, no matter how small, A home is best, it has it all!