someday i will come home (from a job I love) to a cheeky front door.
to my house that will be filled with laughter and hugs and far too many nights of tv marathons.
a house where little feet will scamper across its floors (for socks will prove much too slippery).
dancing while dinner is prepared will be mandatory
and the dining room will be easily transformed into an artist’s den.
a house whose backyard will be the venue for afternoon puppet shows and endless rounds of kickball.
but above all, the house my mister & I build will be filled with love.
and that cheeky front door? it’s a toss-up between sunshiny yellow and bubblegum pink. ; )