Dreaming of a Dream Home

Oh, my, how excited, elated, I would be to receive sudden financial prosperity. The true appeal would not be the tangible but the freedom I have longed to handle. It is so easy and fun to imagine the idyllic dream-cottage I would fashion. If my pen and intent have successful flair, Perhaps I can transport us all there. One super, great thing about my new home is the location in a unique, universal zone, where society, by law, must leave me alone and never again cause me or mine to groan. First, I’d hand my home dreams to Thomas Kinkade whose involvement my enthusiasm would persuade. He would build my perfect cottage in a glade; quaint goose bump appeal with each modern update. Country, antique and Quaker furnishings throughout would be joyously bought using my new clout. I would slowly decorate within and without - extend the thrill, I would without a doubt. A Walt-Disney-mind will fashion green grounds over which perfect billowing clouds will abound. Cute, gleeful birds will provide uplifting sounds and precious flowers will pop color all around. Somewhere on my lush, beautiful property will be awesome fun for others and me; ATVs, a bowling alley and bumper cars; a racquetball court where everyone stars; a baseball field where rivalry will spar; an inviting lake twinkling beneath the stars where fishing and swimming are never barred; and, a babbling brook playing nature’s guitar. Every morning will wondrously begin. Before any voice has even spoken, a gorgeous song will be piped in, Cat Steven’s singing, “Morning Has Broken.” ... CayCay Jennings November 4, 2015