Thursday, December 6, 2012

A Stone House

One day I want a stone house with strong timbers for its bones
A house that the wolf can’t blow down
Or enter without my say-so

I want a house with two stories, maybe three
Where I can lie in my bed and look at the trees
And feel safe above it all

The fire in the fireplace will be my own
Flowers on the table that I grew myself
The only food will be the food I like to eat

No discord will be allowed in my house
Only peaceful souls will be allowed to stay
Only gentleness, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, and self-control

Christine L. Hardy

No comments:

Post a Comment

I apologize for the word verification. I hate it, but the spammers made me do it.