Dollhouses

Little tiny people living in a perfect world. A little mom and daddy and a perfect little girl. Smiles on all their faces, make you wish that you were them. All the things you see inside their world make you yearn for childhood again. All the rooms are decorated to perfection, there’s nothing in need of repair. The sofa is the perfect color, and so is the overstuffed chair. Of coarse there in the parlor is the prettiest fireplace. The glow of the little logs aflame brings a smile to each small face. The pictures all hung so perfectly. The curtains are crisp and white, The pillows on the beds all match. It’s such a pretty sight. And out the windows of each room is the perfect scenery. The beautiful gardens filled with color and lots of greenery. I look inside the dollhouse where there are no bills to pay, Where there are no worries to wake up to on each and every day. Sadness isn't something that any of them feel. Sickness never crosses their paths. There are no wounds to heal. I love that perfect little world , that someone made just right. It makes me want to crawl inside and settle in for life.