13 May 2011

My House

My house is small 

because my desires are too 

My meals are simple 

because my tastes are few. 

My life is quiet 

because I have everything I need. 

My heart is still 

because I am where I want to be 

This land is beautiful 

I need be nowhere else 

I have books and movies and music 

and they all go well with a hot cup of tea, 

a slice of toast 

and a warm fire. 

I can see the morning sun through my window 

and at evening time the stars dance 

across the sky. 

My lady sits next to me 

reading her book 

and taking notes. 

She looks to me like a piece of Heaven- 

So beautiful and happy 

And I am grateful that my house is small 

It makes us sit closer together. 


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