Home is not a place, it’s where the heart is
Home is where I can be myself.
A home is not where you argue and fight, a home is a place to let your happiness thrive.
A house is made from bricks and beams, a home is made of hopes and dreams.
My home is filled with memories from my friends, family and all the lovely things I’ve seen.
My house holds my family but a home is in my heart.
It doesn’t matter how far you roam.
We’ll all come and visit you in your new home.