Tirupathi Chandrupatla


Turn My House into a Home


I love you a lot
From the bottom
Of my heart
I mean what I say.

Before I met you
I knew not
What love was
I feel some difference now.

Winter's coolness
Has sped away
And warmth of spring
Has come in here to stay.

Door to my abode
Was closed then
Windows were shut too
I've opened them all for you.

I invite you now
To my little dwelling
Hoping you'll come
To turn this house into a home.

Submitted: Friday, February 07, 2014
Edited: Sunday, March 09, 2014

Topic of this poem: home


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  • Gold Star - 10,597 Points Ramesh Rai (2/16/2014 4:51:00 AM)

    you have given a nice definition of house and home. just i learnt from you .thanks for imparting grt knowledge . where love and peace dwells that is home. thank you for sharing and do share with my face book regards (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 5,319 Points Geetha Jayakumar (2/8/2014 9:22:00 AM)

    A Beautiful poem. I agree with Valsa's comment. Houses are made by man and woman make it a sweet home. Home is the joint effort of both man and woman. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 12,690 Points Valsa George (2/8/2014 5:42:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem.... simple and sweet! I think it is more incumbent on a woman to make a house a home! There is a saying.... Men make houses... women make homes! ! (Report) Reply

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