Home with Love

My mom used to say that a mouse used to live in our house. She said it would scurry along looking for cheese but she said please why would there be cheese in a broken unspoken of house. She said your father and I bought and forgot that this house was trash. They dashed all over town for parts to restart and rebuild this old broken down house .And my dad used to say that after the house was done he sprinkled love dust all over the house with his frayed glove. So today I don't fray to giveaway to the gray faced children down in the street. For they don't have food or a good mood.