Thursday, February 7, 2013

I live here...

Like all of us, I did not ask to be here,
I live here.

I didn't choose to transfer here, I was chosen,
I live here.

I didn't move here, I was stationed here,
I live here.

My large house of a life feels like an efficiency,
I live here.

I don't like my residence but I can't leave,
I live here.

Everything on the outside of my abode is gorgeous,
I live here.

I am renovating constantly,
I live here.

The chores never end,
I live here.

When the property value in my home goes down,
I live here.

The decor may change but the ambiance remains the same,
I live here.

Walls are repainted and torn down, the original structure is still there,
I live here.

My home ages with grace and needed repairs,
I live here.

I refurnish and replace the old but the memories linger,
I live here.

I maintain my landscaping while my plants inside fend for themselves,
I live here.

I could choose another address but I cannot give up my home,
I live here.

I constantly cleanse yet nothing is ever clean enough,
I live here.

I give what I have to those in need but I still feel cluttered,
I live here.  

My family lives here with me, minus one,
I live here.

My abode is very lively, we all truly live,
I live here,

The cracks in the foundation show, but sometimes go unnoticed,
I live here.

The mirrors here show more than happy memories and faces,
I live here.

The stains and dents show true life,
I live here.

I pride myself in organizing though I feel in chaos,
I live here.

We save up to improve our home even in hard times,
I live here.

Sometimes we feel weighed down by the upkeep,
I live here.

We still dream about making our house a dream home,
I live here.

There will always be a missing piece, but a piece nonetheless,
I live here.

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