Friday, May 10, 2013

Home Again, Home Again

As I was turning onto the street where I live. . 
I couldn't help but notice my little cottage (condo).
I had a feeling of gratitude for
After a long day of work my home appeared as a
Safe haven and refuge.
It is a humble little place. . but it is Home.
I love how the tree cast a gentle shadow. .
And just look at that gorgeous blue sky. .
Oh, how I love the sky!
My little front door seemed to say
Welcome Home
We have been waiting for you.
I guess you would call me a "Homebody"
I love being home. . .
No matter where I roam, there is no place like