A big white victorian house just outside of the city
A few acres of green-as-Ireland land
Wrap-around porch
Big, airy kitchen with miles of counter tops
Smiling faces to cook good food and tasty goodies for
Laughter floating in from the porch
A gingham apron to tie around my waist
A breeze drifting in from the open window
Sun pouring like honey over my mixing bowl
I miss living in a house.
1 comment:
Thanks for linking Gypsea Tree! I am very much with you on this dream. Aside from living in my daydream of a gypsy wagon I really yearn for an old rambling Victorian house... sigh...
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