The Word Beautiful in Home

There is a place where smiles are real, where you can love and feel A home is a place where you have people you love. A place where you’re thankful you have a roof above. Our home is a community because that is where we make unity. Hallways echo with steps big and small, A gallery of memories along the wall. I bounce around the hall with my little brother And even cook with my dearest mother. In a cozy space where memories bloom. A special spot where laughter finds room. Home is where you have lots of pleasure I think that’s just like finding treasure In each room a special zone Under the roof my love is grown. Walls whisper tales of laughter and tears Echoes of joy that silence the fears. So there at home you don’t have to cry But if you do, your mother will sing you a lullaby. I see a beautiful girl in the house She looks happy even though she is living with mouse Maybe it isn’t a house it is a home She looks fascinated by just a pile of foam. So here is to the home we hold dear Let it be filled with love and cheer. Always make sure to love your home So the next time you will have a great dome.