A house without us, that would become a “hoe”, while a home without me? Well, that doesn’t even spell a REAL word!
A house without us, a home without me, there’s no need, for an “us” in the house, but, a home wouldn’t be a home, without me in it, because, I am, what makes this home a home, yeah, it’s, ALL ME here!!!
A house without us, the house had been, without us, since, a long time ago, while this home just, recently, lost me, ‘cuz I, checked OUT!!! A house without us, that’s still, doable, isn’t it? I mean, so long’s I’m still around, I’ll be able to, put this, broken house back, maybe NOT to the way it was from before, but, at least, it’ll still be, semi-functional.
But a home without me? Well, that’s just, never happening, because I am the one, instilling that quality, that feel of HOME to our home.
A house without us, it’s still, something that’s, workable, a hoe??? Something you can use, to till up the land with, to rebuild? But, a home without “me”, well, that’s just, NOT even a word!