Where The Love Blooms

A house is where you live, a home is where the love blooms. Filled with so much memories forever our love looms. Family is where the heart will always be. From mom to dad to baby brother and of course me. No matter how big or small, Every nook and cranny, We build together so our home won’t fall. Love, faith, hope and joy Covers these four walls filled with fun Like playing with a toy Roofed with the love of God You bring the love inside. From Heaven high above A house is where I live, have shelter, and survive, but a home is where memories are made. Never will we forget where we came from. Your memories may be baking with your family, your birthday and even having friends over. They may be friends, but they are like family Our love for them will never grow older. You can have a memory of anything. Playing catch, shooting hoops and having water fights. In our home anything is possible from playing in the back or the front then going down to the basement for homegrown movie nights. Even when there is a bad storm in me, My family makes it warm in me. The birds sing, The flowers bloom, When the lights go out there’s always the moon. Everybody wants to make a house but family makes it a home. This is my life. In my Happy home.