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The homes displayed in magazines Are opulent or spare. In either case, it’s hard to picture Ever living there. The lavish and extravagant To me are too ornate. With all that chintz, brocade and toile, I think I’d suffocate. And as for “modern” rooms, they seem Too empty, bare and bleak; While some are soothed by all that space, It’s not a style I’d seek. So let the rich spend money On their million dollar lairs. My digs would not appeal to them But nor, to me, do theirs!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 11/10/2013 4:22:00 PM
An eclectic sense of elegance is all anyone needs. Sometimes a door is just a door. And sometimes it's just beads. Peace. :)
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Date: 11/8/2013 9:04:00 AM
I love this so much! Well expressed, I'm sure I would love your home.
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Date: 11/7/2013 11:06:00 AM
Wow, this poem is awesome. I love the whole thing especially the last stanza. I wish I could meld minds with you and see what's going through that wonderful, prolific brain of yours. Your poems are always so fitting and incredibly witty. How I adore your poetry.
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Date: 11/6/2013 3:52:00 PM
as long as I had a great maid and housekeepers, I'd be fine with it, hahaha. But I am so untidy. I'd have to have the money and maids who knew where all my stuff belonged!! I really like this one. I know what you mean. a lot of these new homes are so sparse and barren. My son loves that look but I like the homey house.
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