Day 15 - your dream home
My dream house is cozy, and simple.
Not old, or new, just average and in between.
I'd like for there to be love in every corner,
and smiles in every door.
I'd love for there to be children brimming up over it's edges.
I'd like it to be a place that husband finds refuge in after he's been working all day.
A home where you can say what you mean, and mean what you say.
A place where you can rest, play, cry, love, work, eat, sleep and live.
That is my dream home.
My dream house is cozy, and simple.
Not old, or new, just average and in between.
I'd like for there to be love in every corner,
and smiles in every door.
I'd love for there to be children brimming up over it's edges.
I'd like it to be a place that husband finds refuge in after he's been working all day.
A home where you can say what you mean, and mean what you say.
A place where you can rest, play, cry, love, work, eat, sleep and live.
That is my dream home.
1 comment:
I feel the same way. I totally can relate. Every where I look in my house I wish to be seeing our twin baby boys playing, learning, laughing, being with us....and I never will because they were angels that had to go home way to soon. It is hard and I know will continue to be hard. It is only 3 weeks since they passed and 3 days since we buried them. I truly feel for you and send you much love and prayers...
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