house is a house is a house Ė
Until love comes through the door, that is.
And love intuitively goes around sprinkling that
special brand of angel dust
That transforms a house into a very special home for
very special people:
Money, of course, can build a charming house,
But only love can furnish it with a feeling of home.
Duty can pack an adequate sack lunch,
But love may decide to tuck a little love note
Money can provide a television set,
But love controls it and cares enough to say no
And take the gruff that comes with it.
Obligation sends the children to bed on time,
But love tucks the covers in around their necks
And passes out kisses and hugs (even to teenagers).
Obligation can cook a meal,
But love embellishes the table
With a potted ivy trailing around slender candles.
Duty writes many letters,
But love tucks a joke or a picture or a fresh stick
of gum inside.
Compulsion keeps a sparkling house.
But love and prayers stand a better chance of
producing a happy family.
Duty gets offended quickly if it isnít appreciated.
But love learns to laugh a lot
And to work for the sheer joy of doing it.
Obligation can pour a glass of milk,
But quite often love will add a little chocolate.
By: Author Unknown