It's New. It's new.

A New Home.

I don’t intend this to be a poem,

It’s new, It’s news.

It’s true, it’s true.

I sold my home

Now, where shall I live?

Everyone would like to know

Even the postman who has letters in his hand

He wants to know where I Iive.

It only took a little while

It only took a little thought.

Which child stayed at home the longest?

Shouldn’t he get the joy a little longer?

So it was he (and his wife)

That invited me in (into their home.)

And with the computer set up

My readers will be the first to know, I’m home.

written 9/18/2024.

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