My House

I want my house to be a place

Where folks can feel at home,

And always wander back again,

No matter where they roam.

I wish that those who happen in

To stay a while with me

May take away some happy thoughts

To keep in memory.

I want my house to be a place

Of treasures kept in store

Of those who pull the latch-string

Of my kind and friendly door.

I want my house to be a place

That is always set apart

To keep the home fires burning

And warm the Wanderer's heart.

                                                                             V.C.