This poem is dedicated to all us women who dream of building a home ,have built a home and will build a home of their own in future.Because for a lady there is nothing like a place that she calls her own,decorates it as she would like it to be . A place where she is the master,the host,the One who decides and the one who nurtures .Her nest called HER HOME.
One day i shall sit by the window
lacy curtains ,cookies and coffee
one day i shall build a home so lovely
like the one in my dreams i see.
One day i shall cook a lavish meal
in my kitchen so neat and clean
one day i shall mow the lawn in the frontyard
keeping it blissful like it has always been.
One day i shall have a home, my own
french windows through which the sun has shown
divine light upon me and my beloved
as i smile at the colours the walls have worn.
One day i shall feel complete so much
living in my home,my paradise such
simple and warm,always open to the weary
yet so stylish and wonderful very.
Mandy's mesmerism 
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