House vs. Home

A house is a building, it’s as simple as that.

it has bedrooms, bathroooms, and kitchen.

You may live there, sleep there, eat there.

But are you at home there?

A home is “Come on in, we have food.”

It’s where you go when you don’t know what to do.

There you are safe, there you are loved.

somtimes a home is your house, and sometimes it’s not.

A home can be loud, a home can be quiet.

a safe place to hide from all the riots.

At home you can laugh, cry, say hello and goodbye.

Home can clean, messy, or somewhere in between.

Home is where you can talk, and people aren’t mean.

Home is dog hair all over the floor,

and people coming through the door.

Home is where you can dress down,

Home is where you can act like a clown.

Home is where you can be yourself,

Be like you would in front of nobody else.

Home is for family dinner,

or watching the game to see who is the winner.

Home is for making popcorn with freinds,

Having fun long after the day ends.

For a house can be a home,

where you call your freinds on a phone.

But it’s not the house.

It’s not the dog, beds, stairs, or couch.

It’s the people you are with day-to-day.

The ones who make you want to run and play.

A house is a building as simple as that.

But it can more, oh so much more than that.