The House Becomes

A house is merely a building, a structure,

made of wood, and glass

stone, and plaster.

It gives shelter from the cold, safety from harm,

a place to rest your head.

But wait.

Now fill it.

Fill it with love, and warmth

and welcoming arms.

Fill it with joy and laughter

tears and sadness.

Fill it with happiness, and grief.

Life. And death.

Now look.

Now it is transformed.

It is no longer simply walls and windows and doors.

No longer only shelter, or safety.

Filled with these things it becomes

something beautiful,

something inviting, and comforting;

something wonderful.

Filled with love, filled with family,

the house becomes

Home.

home

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