Homes get messy, broken down, fixed, empty

Not only that but it heals one's soul

Lately, it's been crowded, plenty

I've fallen into a rabbit hole

A closet full of things each of us shoved in 

With no thought or care in the world

Objects placed in a box like a kitten 

Waiting to be picked up and twirled

This home of mine is in disarray

The warmth of love keeps me at bay

The bed placed in the living room 

Calls us to come as one

Maybe to bicker, reminisce, chitter

The fun has just begun

The universal language 

Which we call laughter is home

Words that give life to the moon

Dances where it roams

Love and comfort remain ablaze

There comes a transformation phase

But for now, let’s call it a day