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A House Is Not A Home

A House Is Not A Home

written by:  Anne G



What is a house if not a frame

filled to the top with this and that

Construction – building – edifice

void of the ones’ that give it life

Mortar and brick that hold it tall

will crumble into rock and dust

The day the love and joy subside

the warming hearth grows cold and dark

A house is naught if not a home

a home is filled with DNA

It is the place you hang your hat

and welcomes you no matter what

Where memories grow throughout the years

the house turned home by all who live

So fan the embers till they glow

the heart- the hearth – the house

Your Home Sweet Home

Anne G

Anne G

JUNE 2016 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Why write?
I write because I am:
Driven to distraction by the inequities of the society in which we live.
Motivated by cruelty, abuse, ignorance and indifference.
My intention: To poke, prod and provoke!
"Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess." - Oscar Wilde
Anne G

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