The House
The entrance where everything starts
ahead the pavement for the road up ahead
and now when you enter the kitchen.
Where all the ingredients are mixed together
to make love as it's taste.
Now as we move on to the living room,
its spacious area fills our hearts with joy and laughter
a place to hangout and be yourself
there as we go to the bedrooms upstairs.
Where hopes and dreams lie upon
and to the closet we go where all your clothes belong,
and to the bathrooms where you refresh yourself
upon the streams of water droplet by droplet
and letting yourself go.
As we trickle our way to the windows
the wind gives a shiver down your throat.
Home is a place where you make memories and despair
Home is a place where you feel belonging,
a place where you have hatred and desire.
And know we move on to the basement.
A place filled with storage is a place filled with old memories,
The basement is a place to hangout and have a marvelous time.
The basement is a place where you relax and enjoy your life.
Home is a place where you make precious memories
stored in the very deepest part of your heart.
And the garage is a place where you have courage
to invent stuff and break stuff,
a place where you store prize possessions
and also where you station your car.
And last but not least the backyard
it's a place where you can play sports
and exercise your body to its limits
and where you lay upon for you have
found yourself a home.
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