The loft for Helen’s Heaven has been mostly laid down now.
I will cut the hole to look like it was slowly melted out.
We’ll shape the top to hold the rails along with both the posts,
and put a stair like most won’t dare,
to get her down and up.
We will have ample light I’m sure,
and lots of air to boot.
There’s room for master bedroom
and a space for clothes and boots.
A home indeed if we succeed,
will soon be fully formed,
and we will move her into
the sweet village being born.
So soon the walnut oil will wet,
and bring out all the lines,
from centuries of growing
the gigantic Long Leaf Pines.
Then when the bathroom walls are up,
the cabinets done as well,
I think you will see someone smile,
when finally, they move in.