My Home

A house can be made in the morning, night or in the afternoon. A house can be made in Canada, USA, Mexico or even on the moon. But a home doesn’t need a roof and walls of four. A home doesn’t need windows or a door. A house can be made of steel, wood or bricks. A house can be in a city or out in the sticks. But a home could be where you belong until your life is done. Your home could be your family and the times where you have fun. A home is a feeling; the good and the bad. It could be lame or the most fun you’ve ever had! A home, it’s every feeling you have got. A house can be destroyed but a home cannot! A home can be everything or nothing at the same time. All of this is true; not only because it rhymes.