My house and my home

A HOUSE A house is a thing and bricks It might have a couch. And you might hear some clicks It could be a nice shelter or not. And someone could get an OUCH! And they become a grouch. It’s wood and doors with two stories of floors. And in the backyard you might be able to score. A HOME A home it’s love and family It's where you can be yourself. And you can live happily It’s comfy ,soft and loud. It’s also a place where I can be myself In the house I can't be lost, in the frost of AC. It’s where I can relax in peace sometimes. When I enter the house I feel allowed Without a home there would be no house.