Home Sweet Home

Welcome to my dream, bubbles in the air of the sun, light fractals floating in feathery wind. I could do this all day, but creation calls at my back.

What does it take to make a home?

What do we do with all of the parts?

Easy enough to find the front door, but wise to take the time to do our work before entering.

"This is fun, Mama! Sc(r)ubbing and cweaning my house!"

Four walls complete the form, but the roof shelters us from above, god-like.

Satisfaction in putting it all together, together.

Then we can say, Welcome Home.

From here we can discuss the tenets of the universe.

Hey, it can get kinda lonely. Want to come for lunch?

Thanks for having me over, that was yummy.

Bye bye, now, come on back soon!