I want a Tiny House
A place to rest my weary head, be quiet as a mouse
An itsy bitsy treasure chest
With walls of solitude
Miniscule and clutter less
One pot, one coat . . . .
A best dress and pair of shoes to match the rest
Perhaps a weed-less garden
Its flowers tango to the breeze
This is what tiny means to me!
. . . .Seriously Just Saying
(I welcome any comments, especially regarding how to punctuate poetry)
Tagged: Poem, retirement, writing prompt
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