This is Home

Home is where your loved ones are. It is where your loved ones aren't far. Home is where you make memories as beautiful as a star. House may be built with piles of sticks. It could be built with hundreds of bricks. And probably lots of concrete mix. Home is where memories are left behind. Home is where you are fine. Home is where mothers are kind. House is where there is a good view. Home is where families grew. House is when you paint your rooms blue. Home is when you feel new. Home is where you're playing. House is where you are staying. Home is where you may be praying. Thank you Habitat for Humanity for the homes. And the opportunity to write this poem.