A House or a Home?
I have used this poem for so many occasions: special wedding cards, posters, and even take-home reminders for my counselling clients. It is worth striving for a home such as this: The walls of a house may be built of wood, Its foundations of brick or of stone; But a genuine home is an exquisite thing, For it’s built of heart-throbs alone. The price of a house may be reckoned at once, And paid with a handful of gold; But the price of a home very few can compute, And that price they have never yet told. The rooms of a house may be stately and grand, Their adornment a triumph of art; But the beauty of a home is the final result Of the toil of an unselfish heart. A house may be burned, may be sold or exchanged, Nor the loss of one’s peace interfere; But the loss of a home - how it crushes the heart! - For our homes we all love and revere. Of houses a man may possess many scores, Yet his lack of a home cause despair; But an h...