My heart returns

Where a snapshot learns

About my home

Where my heartbeat churns.

Even some

Activities groom

My memories to last

Like the feelings they’re from:

When we’re drinking coffee on the bench vast,

Or slurping pop at barbecues past,

Or urging the candy machine of its treasures

When we’re cheating on our fitness class.

We all commune on fun occasions together,

At the yard sales where our pocket change surrenders

To cute collectibles taking up space

In someone’s storeroom so it can add to your rooms’ leisure.

And who doesn’t look up at the keepsake case

Of celebrations showcasing the face

Of Christmas, Easter, and Thanksgiving offered by Charmaine,

All and more a part of our safe place?

So no matter what Lary cleans again

To complement Chris’ maneuvers in the business terrain,

The wear of the years bears a comforting force

That supports all our efforts in the heat waves and rain –

As neighbours we could certainly do worse;

If we have differences they run their course,

And we still have room for our goals to flourish.

After all, most exceptions meet at the source.

So this is life at the residence!

It’s a great place to live, no arguments.