Monday, May 23, 2011

Live in a photograph

Live in a photograph?

I don't live in a photograph.
My curtains are out of date.
My carpets need cleaning.
My clutter is to die for.
My dust says "I keep".

If only I had a million bucks.
I would buy new furniture.
I would re-paint the walls.
I would buy zippy shades.
I would vaaazze cut flowers.

Alas, my humble abode is my castle.
Warts and all, it makes me relax.
Horizontal surfaces beg for more paper.
I fear Better Homes and Gardens.
The computer beckons.


  1. My house is my home and my dust says 'I spent all day playing with the grandkids.' Where else would they learn to write the alphabet?