Home is not a house, or any structures in that case.
Home is not the place you sit beside the fireplace.
Home is not where you eat food, where there are many cooks.
Home is not the place you read, with shelves stocked high with books.
Home is not a place to go, to shout, to scream, to cry.
Home is not a place to go, to huff, and puff, and sigh…
Home is supposed to be a place where your friends and family dwell.
Home is a sweet Heaven, where you escape the cold, dark Hell.