A House BUT Not a Home

I see a house but not a home, well not yet. The only thing I see is four walls, three windows and two doors. On the inside. It seems big and not cozy, a year later everything is different, its super comfy, warm and there is the sound of joy. Now this isn’t just a house its my home it’s my home where I can eat, sleep and play. My house is now a home, now I have a lot of memories and hope for other people to have a home.