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I Call It Home
By Garnett Ann Schultz
Perhaps you'd call it very plain
This farmhouse quaint and old,
So gently tucked 'midst country hills
And kissed by sunshine gold,
The country lane that reaches far
Around each crook and bend,
And then the magic sky of blue
With cotton clouds to lend.
You mightn't notice all the trees
Or redbirds as they call,
Or fail to see the colors bright
That bless the gorgeous fall,
The small white squirrel I call my own
Who visits day by day,
To climb the trees and find the nuts
While frolicking in play.
I'm sure you wouldn't call it great
With lawn on every side,
Nor would you find the memories
All fondly tucked inside,
And yet I ever shall return
However far I roam
Although you'd only see a house
I'm proud-I call it home.
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