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More Requested poems about Home.
WHO WILL ENTER IN
I have a home, a cosy home, where people
like to come,
Anyone I will feed, let them rest when the
day is done,
It’s not huge but it’s not small always
room to spare,
And it’s easy any day to draw up
an extra chair.
Carpets are getting old, a coat of paint needed
almost everywhere,
And a fan to be fixed in the bathroom to blow
away stale air.
The furniture is comfy yet it’s now quite
out of style,
Yet you can come home, put your feet up after
being out awhile.
You may never know who may enter in and
stay awhile,
Give someone hope and encouragement
on a long mile.
Our home is a haven that we try to fill with
peace and love,
A little bit of heaven we hope, preparing for
our home above.
(Millicent) Ann Margetson 1 June 2005