Here’s another home, one that shrinks us down to play and imagine the world at a smaller scale.

Suggested reading:

Our House
By Dorothy Brown Thompson

Our house is small
The lawn and all
Can scarcely hold the flowers
Yet every bit,
The whole of it
Is precious, for it’s ours

From door to door,
From roof to floor,
From wall to wall we love it.
We wouldn’t change
For something strange
One single corner of it!

The space complete
In cubic feet
From cellar floor to rafter
Just measures right,
And not too tight,
For us, and friends, and laughter

Song:

”This Is the Way We Build A House”