New beginnings,

bare walls

waiting to be coated

with colors beyond compare.

Carefree expression,

displayed in simple places.

Art to make you feel,

hung up for all to see.

Clean floors

shining and slick.

Furniture to pour inside,

scattered meticulously.

Pieces collected over time,

finding a spot to fit at last.

In a home of our own.

Time passes like sound,

kittens scurry around,

dashing and dipping,

pitter patter of paws 

under your feet.

A smile upon the face

of anyone to enter.

Calmness and serenity 

flow with every move.

From room to room,

corner to corner.

Life to be lived

within these walls.

In a home of our own.

Spring days,

farmers market food

cover the counters,

sweeter than honey,

a sight to see.

Windows open 

spilling in fresh breeze,

song birds and buzzing bees

waking up with the dawn.

The gentle,

 ever-missed, sunshine

gleaming into the home.

Summer memories,

gardening whilst taking in the beauty

of the nature we´ve produced.

Books read by morning sunrise,

art generated outside, 

music continuously filling the air.

Nights spent at the fire,

laughter uninterrupted.

In a home of our own.

Fall evenings,

cooking cozy creations,

homemade meals

to warm anyone

after the long days.

Days getting shorter,

love growing ever more.

Scents of autumn 

encompassing the home,

swirling around.

Winter nights,

glowing with a soft light,

candles and christmas trees,

a warm fire to sit and crackle.

Cookies and hot cocoa,

blankets and sweaters.

Stockings hang waiting,

for the day we count down to.

In a home of our own.

Dreams coming to life,

circulating and embodying

themselves in a home.

All we´ve ever wished,

all we ́ll ever need,

everything we ́ll ever want. 

My promise to you,

my promise to me,

knowing we'd finally made it,

knowing we were always going to.

This step is finally accomplished.

A home of our own.