This house invites you in,
asking all visitors ~
Please join “my” family who lives
within “my” buttercream sides,
white washed brick and black rod
iron railing overlooking a neatly kept
lawn, gardens with bird bath and
arrangement of pumpkin and
bird house on a black bench.
“My” windows and front door
with white borders, have
bold black shutters.
You may enjoy viewing “my”
full frontal appearance on
the next post, side svelte view too.
Join and enjoy our Thursday’s Doors
by stopping by to check out
Norm Frampton’s doors,
as well as others links
on his blog at:
Note: This is not my own house
nor a member of my family’s.
The poem was written
as if the house were
inviting you in.
Hope you have a
x o x o x o x o x
Thanksgiving thought from
“A hoarded blessing is never enjoyed
as richly as a shared one. Using your gift
to meet someone else’s need glorifies
God by demonstrating His grace at
work in your life. Don’t let His generous
provisions end with you. Pass them on
and discover the joy of a never-ending
cycle of blessings.”