My dream house is a wonder house
On a hill where the grass is greener
On the Land of Clover
surrounded with colourful flowers; Calla, Bluebell, Roses, Rosemary, and Daisy.
Each morning awakes with sweet fragrance
Begins our day with the bird hum and hymn
The wind blows softly and moves the chime
The warm and cosy sun gushes through the window
The house is painted white
Walls half covered with vines
Bright yellow door to the nines
The two wooden chairs and a round table outside
where we eat pancakes and have tea
to sit and watch our kids run free
but what makes the house a wonder
cause its made of Love, Trust, Kindness and Tender.
-Estella the Wondrous-
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