Alas, last night was an all-nighter.
Sleep finally assailed me some time
around 6:30 this early morn. Upon
awaking, three words came to me . . .
. . . harmony, hearth, home!
Methinks I'm going to be falling
in love with the letter H . . . and it
occurs to me that these royal three
especially.
Each and every one actually apply
to my own paradise. So love living
here. It's an everyday joy, make no
mistake.
Yes, it's a bit too warm upstairs and
a lot too cool, okay cold, downstairs.
Windows small, lights dim. Heat
source, iffy at best. Still . . .
My only worry or concern is how
the hell am I going to do the stairs
when I'm about a hundred years old.
Sooooo, let me think . . .
. . . hope, haven, heaven!
Let's have some fun . . .
. . . hilarity humungous, hun
God, I so love these!
My very own H's . . .
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