This House of Mine

As I walk into this house I feel a quietness. The people here like animals. They are bold with color. The lady of the house likes elegance, but that isn't obvious to the typical guest. This lady is not your average gal. There are only a few pictures seated comfortably on shelves, but they were probably carefully choosen. I see love, care, and commitment when I look at the pictures. These people are fairly neat and tidy. Everything seems to have a place and I don't see many piles of stuff. I wonder if one of them is a neat freak and the other one a mess? These people enjoy feeling connected to the world. At least I think that is why they have three computers. I see a large kitchen table that seats six, but I bet they eat in front of the t.v. not because they have nothing to say, but because they are that comfortable with one another. I wonder where their cats sleep? There is a shiny red pillow on the stairs that is nicer than anything I have ever slept on. Do the cats argue over it? Maybe they sleep in their parents' king size bed. Perhaps they snuggle in close and purr loudly. Perhaps they don't. I don't think these people spend much time in their yard because it doesn't exist. They probably go to the park you can see across the street. Do they play croquet on their days off? Do they sleep late or are they early risers? The furniture is not worn so one doesn't really have a sense of the past. I don't think they have company often, but when they do they live it up. This cozy place is mainly for the pair that live here with their animals. It is the place they call home.