My Home My Castle Poem by art kuttler

My home my castle
nestled beneath large oak tree's
just outside of the city
you see
its just big enough for my wife and me
a tiny white ranch
can you see
its on a dead end street where you
know all the neighbors you meet
still cant see
follow me
somewhere between lake Eire and Columbus
see us yet
don't fret
Cleavland is to our east Toledo is to the west
I'm doing my best
to help you see
the car's and drives are covered with snow
are you starting to see
the road's are slick and the ice is thick
my little white house
would be hard to miss after you read this
I know
its hard to see threw all this
snow
but my wife and me are stuck
In Ohio
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