The House We Call Home

Bang, bang, bang, bang.
Up and down the hammer blows,
into the wood the nail goes,
Putting up some new beams
Patching up the old seams,
Of this little house we call home.

Pulling up some rotton boards,
Dump trips in the trusty ford,
Adding on, tearing out,
moving in, moving out,
Of this little house we call home.

One day it shall be done,
but since its not we'll have some fun,
Patching up another tear,
taking pictures everywhere,
Of this little house we call home.

By: Nicole Neilson