Paint me a house
a pink, pink house
decked with seashells from the shore,
diamond algae stomping grounds
and I'll never ask for more.
Paint me a house
a yellow house
lined with grass and daffodils,
birds of color nesting grounds
resting on windowsills.
Paint me a house
a house of sound,
music fills the air like sand,
sparkles silver sunshine skies,
laughter plays pianos' grand.
Paint me a house
a happy house
where people come and never go
without taking dreams with them
smiles of sunshine's glow.
A house of color
A house of light
It's never too dark in the night,
A house of smiles
A house of sound
A house, a house where life abounds.
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
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6 comments:
Hey, my house actually has pink seashells (coquina) as part of the blocks that were made on site a hundred years ago.
Of course it doesn't come across as really pink, per se, but it does have a pinkish hugh
cool! Where is the house located?
hey!
thats a beautiful piece... wow, i really like it!
full of yearning and hope, and very colorful! I liked a lot of your lines, ... house of sound.. pianos grand... people come and never go... never too dark in the night... house where life abounds...
powerful! this is definitely somethng i'll enjoy reading over and over again.
Thanks SR!
north central florida on a sometimes lazy country road under a gorgeous hammock of oaks
A very nice piece of work. The rhyme is very effective :)
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