My House Of Mine

My house has several windows Which I can look upon my yard, In the daytime they are my escape And at nighttime they are my guard. To the outside world they are the eyelids, They see what I want when the world forbids. My house it has a metal roof It protects me and my family from the storm, Inside I need not to carry an umbrella or wear boots Nature for me it must conform. From danger and mother nature it keeps me aloof, It protects me, and will always keep me waterproof. My house it has several doors Within many rooms of my home, They take me to different moods and desires When in a dream I close my eyes and I roam. My doors will keep unwelcome guests and pests away, And they provide the homeyness for friends to stay. My house it is my sanctuary It shelters me from the world outside, It is truly my own Garden of Eden It is where I can concentrate and also where I can hide. Only I have permanent entrance to this paradise of mine, Inside my home it is me, and I am it's shrine. Randy L. McClave