In a robin egg blue house nestled in the bloom of spring.
With songbirds singing at the cream colored windows and rainbow explosions at my feet.
The air is filled with exotic perfumes of cherry,
and Japanese magnolia,
and daffodil.
A soft carpet of green covers the ground and the skies are endless blue and cotton white.
It's a place where warm, orange sunsets bathe the horizon,
roads are lined with flowering trees
and forest ponds are magical.
There is no winter here,
nor weeds, nor allergies.
This is where I want to live.
