George Aul

House Of Dreams - Poem by George Aul

If you meet me halfway,
I'll take you there,
by car, by plane, or by boat,
our place to share.

It won't be a castle,
but a place to roam,
we'll build it together,
our place we'll call home.

It will take lots of money,
it will take sweat and tears,
but we can call it our own,
all throughout the years.

We'll grow old in this place,
with our own loving style,
so build your house of dreams,
with me-for a while.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 19, 2010

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