Seasons of Home

My home is made of love. In the spring it keeps me dry, in the summer it keeps me cool, in the fall it keeps me clean, in the winter it keeps me warm. The winter breeze may blow, the fall leaves may drop, the summer heat may rise, the spring rain may fall but I have a house of love over my head.My family and I have built this house of love and it will not fall. Not even the greatest conflict will break it. No one will destroy this strong love for it is eternal. This love is strong. We share it everywhere we go, school, work, vacation. Our love will never break.