the house with blue shutters

it's all about

the blue

shutters, the blue door

on the brick

house

at the end of the road,

that makes

you want

to live there, maybe it's the fence

too,

white pickets

going around.

maybe it's

the chimney

with a slender braid

of smoke

coming out, or

the unkempt yard,

growing however it wants

to. or maybe

it's the woman

in the kitchen standing

near the stove.