And these are the things I would do
Kick off my shoes on the bound seagrass floor,
And put in a cd or two!
I’ll run through through displays with soft cushy rugs,
And land on a cushion or pillow,
Looking at sparkly Christmas décor,
And treasures made out of willow.
I’ll grab my festive red cambria mug,
And whip up a hot cup of joe
Turn on some Luke Bryan and sing like a star,
As I snuggle in my faux fur throw
Clutching the linens, blankets and wools,
Soaking up the fresh smell of pine
There is no doubt, with 5 in my house
Dreams of a clean house are just mine!
No cat or dog hair to wipe off my sleeve
The dishes and trinkets a’gleam
But remembering this is only my wish,
I don’t want to wake from this dream
Candles are burning, stockings are hung
Ornaments hang in the tree,
I want to return here every day
All I need is the key
I wish to live in a Pottery Barn
I’ve waited all year to be here
Please, tell me my ultimate wish will come true
On my favorite time of the year!
[Disclaimer: I'm no poet, several structural parts to my writing I'm sure are all destroyed. I was only having fun. I don't work for Pottery Barn or get anything from them for advertisement, they do a pretty good job on their own! Yes, I'd still love to live in one, or maybe my home decorated nice. In any event, don't judge too harshly please! :) Photo is courtesy of Pottery Barn online]