Feeling Better Under My Shelter

I feel good in my humble abode Where I retreat back to my home My home is where I release my load I may not have any gnomes, But I still feel protected, it has my back I am lucky and blessed, living in my luxurious shack. I always feel at peace at my condominium As shiny as aluminum Every day I wake up I make my tea and sip Home is a place where I shut down. Every Sunday my family comes down to pray I feel at peace and in a truce with the birds chirping I can smell the gracious, delightful and a charming smell I wonder what it is that makes it so swell Every Saturday I come down and play Thank God for making my life this way. This is a roof for humanity With floors all nice and pretty A place where I am told to never give up And my talents practiced Everyday I feel better under my shelter, my residents, My dwelling, our home.