it needs some work the house
wants some tender loving care
not complaining but the mute
walls have taken some strain
witnessed stalemates that were
not foreordained but determined
tantrums or just silences
with painting and patching
straightening refinishing
it could have new laughter
gazes presents gatherings
music dancing conversations
that go all night long while
gardens sleep and ideas grow
then the snow will fall happy
and the yard will embrace it
the roof will be like wings
every window merry
trees over threshold golden
all the rooms blessed
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