Tiny house of wood and frame
Set against the winter cold;
Maybe you don’t have a name,
Maybe all your wood is old
But there’s majesty in you,
Though you sport no golden dome:
Tiny house of wood and warm,
You have earned the title
“Home”
Other People's Feelings
Tiny house of wood and frame
Set against the winter cold;
Maybe you don’t have a name,
Maybe all your wood is old
But there’s majesty in you,
Though you sport no golden dome:
Tiny house of wood and warm,
You have earned the title
“Home”