My Home Isn't A House

You arrive at your house the day you were born, put into baby clothes that may have been already worn. You wake up every morning to the smell of fresh, deep minty sheets, walking out of your room ready to eat. Looking out the window at colorful sunsets. Parents wiping my tears when your upset. Having dance parties feeling so groovy. Up all night watching funny movies. Home isn't just a place that you live; it's where memories grow. Make somebody's day by giving them a home.