Little Brown House

This is a place that I love the best A little brown house, like a birds nest Hid amongst the grass, vines and trees Is the summer retreat of birds and bees The tenderest light that ever was seen Sifts through the vine-made window screen Sifts and quivers, and flits and falls On homemade carpets and gray hung walls. All through June the west wind free The breath of clover brings to me All through the languid July day I catch the scent of new mown hay The morning-glories and scarlet vine Over the doorway twist and twine And every day when the house is still A humming birds comes to the window sill In the warmest chamber under the sun I sink to sleep when the day is done And am waked by the mornings sun Better than treasures brought from rome Are the living pictures I see at home My aged grandfather, with frosted hair And my grandmothers face, like a painting rare Far from the cities dust and heat I get but sounds and odors sweet Who can wonder I love to stay Week after week, here hidden away In this sly nook that I love the best Founded in 1985, Habitat for Humanity Canada is a national, charitable organization working toward a world where everyone has a decent and affordable place to call home. Habitat for Humanity brings communities together to help families build strength, stability and independence through affordable homeownership. Habitat for Humanity makes sure that every family has affordable housing because having a roof above your head is not a privilege it's a right.