My storybook dollhouse has only begun.
I might be a child, but I’m not that young.
I’m building the house from the ground up,
Putting items in place, each plate and cup.
My house has a living room, dining room, den,
A kitchen to eat, bedrooms to sleep, and then,
Bathrooms for bathing, a nursery for baby,
An office for working, and a play room, maybe.
I’ve painted the walls and papered them, too.
Don’t worry, I’ve left space just for you.
The fixtures are gorgeous; the attic unique,
The basement has a door that makes a squeak.
My porch has a swing and a garden with flowers.
If I was a miniature girl, I could sit there for hours.
The windows are big; there’s even a checkered floor.
The ceilings are high. Who could ask for more?
Now I’m waiting for my romance to be real,
All grown up, this would be more than ideal!
Copyright 2017 Jennifer Waters