So our Teeny White Swan has her leather brown skirt on
and is starting to feel like a spirit de-cloaking in layers
before our eyes to materialize
as she has already been manifested
in my mind.
Her eyes upstairs,
all three you’ll see,
will be pretty I am sure.
But best of all the balcony will have the best allure.
Though Teeny Tiny and so cute,
she’ll make her mark for sure,
up in the heights of stardom
with the World Stage a blur.
The Paparazzi will come around
to snap a shot or two,
but better still the magazines
will want her for the thrill.
Indeed this simple looking frame
will hold a tale or two,
for it will be born with romance
in the bones and parts I use…
She will be so sweet and sexy
though aged more than you’ll know,
Because we have some makeup
that will accent her soft glow.
Though ancient parts may form her now,
she will be strong and full of Love,
Such that who ever sleeps in her
Will feel her spirit from above.
For nearly every part of her
was grown by God for a hundred years,
and cut to form a shelter true,
then salvaged to make this house too.
Respect the work our fathers did,
and that of theirs who worked as kids,
to give us all we have today,
to pass along, not Throw Away.
Please gather, cobble, and create,
a house for you to celebrate,
to give to children when you wish
there is no greater Loving gift.
Let every house be a work of Art.
Let each one speak from a different heart.
Forget the “Cookie Cutter Dream”
that’s far more toxic then it seems.
So free your spirit and your soul.
Downsize and live free, find your Joy.
Drop your anchors, seeking wealth,
Feed your spirit and your health.
Thus sings out this new young girl.
A Teeny Swan whose wings unfurl
who will fly high to sing the “Song
of Salvage” for her whole life long.