My House

This is my house, Treat it as such, It is where I dwell. It is my castle, I am it's king, It is where, I alone prevail. I set the rules, For which we live, For my wife, child and I If you cannot accept them, If you only reject them, Please, just step outside. This is my house! I support it with two hands, Liken the one, my father once owned. And when I got married, And I took me a bride, My house, then became our home. I'll fight for the rights, For which it stands, To shelter, my family and I, To protect ourselves, And to raise our family, And for that, I would surely die. Though it may not be a castle, It may not be a mansion, But, of its four walls I am proud. For many memories are here, Many hopes and dreams lie there, For this is my house, our home. Randy L. McClave