I dream
about the day I arrived to my happy place.
The place where my inner-spirit begins to unwraps like a cocoon, spreading
my wings to new adventures.
I will live
on a small farm-like setting with a front and back porch. Watching the sunrise
and sunset is important to me. Small
animals perhaps goats, chickens for fresh eggs and big dogs roaming free,
perhaps a cat to keep the field mice away.
I have beautiful
gardens filled with succulent flowers and my favorite vegetables. Perhaps with that much vegetation and
flowers, a small bee hive would be appropriate to keep the balance of life
moving in my yard and fresh honey on my table.
There’s an
old work shed around back, that’s my studio.
I’ll have large canvases stretched wall to wall for my creative sessions
of splatter, I’ll have learned how to weld and blow glass to create beautiful
gates or other unique pieces of art.
There will
be a freedom for my family and grandchildren to come play, make messes and
snuggle by the fire at night.
This place is
better known as “Grandma’s House” where you are welcome any time...
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