THE HAPPY HOME
The happy home has harmony,
Each person has their place;
The people there awake each morn,
With smiles on their face.
The young ones have a free spirit,
Spending most their day in play;
Yet still are willing to take heed,
To what their parents say.
Mom and Dad are teachers,
Who teach best by example;
The kids† copy their behavior,
Because their love is ample.
Their may be sibling rivalry,
But it's tempered by respect;
Each person finds their talents,
No one feels neglect.
Each child there feels special,
No one is the pet;
Except the doggy rover,
Who even likes the Vet.
Nurtured with tender loving care,
Like a plant in fertile soil;
The family in a happy home,
Remains for forever, loyal.
As the children grow,
And the parent's hair turns gray,
There is one thing that never changes,
And that's the family's loving way.