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Searching high
searching low,
loved my old place
but it’s time to go.
Need more space
and a fresh, clean start.
Have so much to do,
and my own part
is just the beginning...
paint chips and packing,
shopping and cleaning;
weeks of whirlwind activity.
Hope it's all worth it to me,
meetings with appraisers
and realtors,
viewings and showings,
don't know how long
I can keep going.
Selling one,
buying another;
had no idea
this would be such a mother.
Then finally a done deal
meets with hearty congrats,
lots of handshakes and laughter,
Enjoy! It’s all yours....
may you live happily ever after.
And, at last I have what I wanted
where my heart has taken root;
my new home-sweet-home...
but what an exhausting pursuit.
Carolyn Brunelle
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