A Warm Place

Four walls unpainted and dark In those walls is a dirty old mark Then the door opens A bright light floods in A couple of redheads With a little bedhead walks in The couple starts planing About the new linings What color the wall will be Maybe a blue like the sea Soon after much planning They brought in their tools First they painted the walls Walking through malls Making dividers throughout the house There was no room Not even for a mouse When they lit the first fire Warmth filled the house The little old mouse Had never felt this warm In any shape or form ‘’This is much more cozy’’ He said his cheeks all rosy When the fire died out and the day was done They went to sleep dreaming of sheep The very next day when the sun rose high They swept the floor And brought in their stuff Finally a place warm enough to stay