Friday, January 19, 2018

Tiny house...


 Home’s our favorite place to be,
Where there’s just room for you and me,
We always treat each other right
For there’s no space for us to fight,
A place to read, a place to talk,
A door, in case we need a walk,
A little table just our size,
We wouldn’t have it otherwise,
A tiny stove to cook and heat,
A cozy bed we fold up neat
into it's little nook to keep
Until we lay it out to sleep, 
We’ve barely room for needful things, 
But wouldn’t trade our life with kings 
Who've servants at their beck and call 
To fetch things they don’t need at all.


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