"A House Is Not A Home"
There are those that never find, a family so loving and kind, nor do they know of love so true.
Can those with the most beautiful house, really be homeless and blue?
Can they have the finest this world's money can buy, and still not afford even one tear from their eye?
Can a man own boats, cars and gold, and then as older they grow, of love they're never told?
Can a man go to church to sing, to shout and pray, and find one day they have chosen, all but the narrow way?
There are those that never find, a family so loving and kind, but to find much too late, love is no mere state of mind.
A home can be a mansion, a camper, a motel room or a tent by the sea.
A home can be most anyplace you decide to be.
A home is a journey that will never end, because we are ready for each surprise that waits around the bend.
A home is where God is, and now your mind arouse, as a house is not a home, but our home is why we have a house.
Written by Bob Wood
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