My home is my refuge, my comfortable cover
My guardian angel, my sensual lover.. there is no where on earth I would rather be, than sat on my sofa with my mug of tea.. call me old fashioned, perhaps I am gettin old but my home protects me from chilliness out in the cold..four walls and square windows so I can look out at my view and a chimney on my roof for the smoke to blow through
My home is my haven my protection of harm with my log fire in the hearth keeping me cozy and warm..I lock my doors every evening to bid darkness goodnight then I unlock them each morning to welcome the light..I have everything I need in my wonderful home it fulfills my heart like a beautiful poem..I have dwelled over forty one years in my little house since the day that I wed my husband, my spouse..
Forty one years is a very long time so my devotion to my home is sweetly sublime.. I imagine the day when I will not be here, in my home that I love as it holds me so dear.. tho my body shall rise and take to the skies when the heavenly angels call me in demise.. my spirit shall stay in my home eternally wandering my corridors happy and free..I shall live all my life til life needs me no more in my beautiful home that I truly adore