My Dream House

My dream house no longer a mega mansion it needs to be
with ceilings so high in them clouds can be seen
No more acres of gardens with streams and ponds and fountains galore
no more glorious stories stacked to heaven floor by floor
Gold leaf decadence covering ceilings and trim
fifty bedrooms with en suites adjoining them
Kitchens massive and elaborate just for show
for a cooking kitchen behind each where meals would flow
Dinning halls and sitting areas a theater or two
elevators near every grand stairway never wear out a shoe
Rooms named for directions such as the east parlor
rooms so large to communicate it echos as you holler
Library with rare wood paneling three stories high
filled with rare books and manuscripts stack to the sky
Powder rooms and rest areas here and there
with hallways and galleries filled with art to stare
Porches and balconies terraces verandas all grandeur
outside is the inside all in gorgeous splendor
A stately foyer as big as a house
laundry rooms and craft rooms and a cat to catch a mouse
These are just a few things my dream house once used to be
but now that I am much older I get more practical with need
For now my dream house just needs to be cozy and clean
with a quiet area to write a poem or two for a feeling serene.

Copyright © Fritz Purdum | Year Posted 2023

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