I Like A House With Books
I like a house
with books,
and magazines and newspapers
as well,
not too neatly piled,
please.
I enjoy a home
with smells,
real ones
from cooking and cleaning
and such,
no vanilla need apply.
I crave a life
with peace,
yet welcome are
the bumps
and fever
of sincere living.
I cherish friends
who last,
the ones who
know
who we
really are.
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