A Place Called Home

A trickle and splash of water is hello to ears
Calm glass water it’s passive handshake
Jagged rocks are the walls of the house
The creatures that hunker down are pets
Plants that grow are clocks of passing seasons
Shine reflection in clear ripples the mirrors
Stone and logs are natural furniture that changes
No extra needed, only memories to make
It’s a waterfall named Serenity
And it feels like home

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