Be It Ever So Humble
Visit someone’s sprawling house
And envy all that space
Or travel to some posh hotel
With comfort you embrace;
But still, when you return and step
Into your own abode,
It’s nice to settle back into
That old familiar mode
Where everything you touch is yours.
It’s cozy, warm and snug.
Your pillow and your blanket
Cuddle like a long-lost hug.
Whoever wrote that saying
Got the humble part just right,
For home, despite its size or scope,
Fills every appetite.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2014
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