Joyful Home

'Come in, my friend, come in and meet
My joyful home, forever sweet;

I sweep the floors and make the beds,
And would do nothing else instead;

I hang the wash outside to dry,
Drink in the beauty of the sky,

And while the wash is on the line,
Behold, my friend, it's time to dine;

I set the table; what a treat!
A cake is baking while we eat,

And when at last our tea time ends,
It's time for watering the plants.

... I'm told I could do so much more
If I just walked outside this door,

But nothing in the whole wide world
Could give what home forever holds.

The sunset's gold and purple, look!
The chores are done and supper cooked,

This dough is for tomorrow's bread,
The children soon will be in bed -

Time for today's last kiss from Mom;
Tomorrow's very soon to come:

To laugh and learn, to work and play,
To spend another peaceful day,

To make this home a treasured nest,
A place to love, a place to rest.'