Jojoba Mansell


Our first home


It will not be a palace,
nor will it be a shed.
It will be ours alone,
our kingdom, when we wed.

Fill it with our memories,
furnish it with love.
Give it lots of elbow grease,
always thanking God above.

At times it’ll see us argue,
see the tears when we fight.
But it’ll see more of happiness,
in our union will delight.

It will not be a palace,
nor will it be a shed.
It won’t contain works of art,
but works of heart instead.

Submitted: Wednesday, April 09, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, April 09, 2014

Topic of this poem: home

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