Our Country Home

In our country home beneath the moonlit sky

The hearth burns brightly with ardent flames.

Our wealth is scant and pockets dry.

However, our spirits soar untamed

A patch of earth where dreams are sown

Symbolic of our hope's embrace

With hands we toil, and seeds are grown.

We are rich in love at this birthplace.

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Anne-Lise Andresen

October 3, 2025 at 2:11 AM

- A wonderful place to find peace and joy... the wealth is in nature... enjoy it, Sara - hugs

Sara Kendrick

October 3, 2025 at 4:15 AM

I see you totally understand, Anne-Lise. I can remember some of those chores that I hated to do, but they helped build character. Thank you, Anne-Lise, for dropping by. Your visits always add a special feel. Sara K

Valsa George

October 2, 2025 at 9:04 PM

I admire such country homes where love and understanding grow and thrive, though there is no material affluence or luxury of the worldly sense. I love such a peaceful setting. Greatly enjoyed your poem, dear Sara.

Sara Kendrick

October 3, 2025 at 4:07 AM

Thank you, Valsa. Being reared in a country setting can be hard when it comes to worldly goods, but children can learn from observing and loving farm animals, sharing experiences with siblings, learn how to live from their parents and learn from nature that surrounds them. Your visits and comments always add a special touch. Sara K