Our Homes
Within our homes, what really matters,
Barring the décor,
Is how we feel, despite some tatters
Or an aging floor.
For if we’ve made a cozy haven
Where we can unwind,
The stress or tension we’ve been savin’
Can be left behind.
Each hand-picked tchotchke, rug or table,
Photograph or lamp
Creates a space where we are able
To imprint our stamp.
Our rooms reflect what makes us smile,
Chosen for ourselves.
If others do not like our style
Or what sits on our shelves,
It doesn’t matter even slightly.
We just do our best
To please the ones who, day and nightly,
Share our little nest.
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