La Casa de Flohs

by

Joe Fazio

It is quiet at La Casa de Flohs.
You sleep in fields of cotton and
peaceful streams. Far from the frantic
world of honking horns, and waves of
people, like million of ants going about
their daily chores.
I love that place, La Casa de Flohs. For
it is filled with the magic of anticipation.
It is filled with love of the inhabitants.
And the peace...tranquility, flows through
it, like the spring waters down a mountain
trail.
My minds still sees the wonder of sunset,
as the warmth of day, slips behind that
sea of trees and beauty,
that lies beyond your veranda.
Can anything be more magnificent, then
you and your family, gathered in
the warmth of your kitchen...witnessing
the miracle of each day, as the sun rises
and sets before La Casa de Flohs?
Never loose site of the magic of your love
for each other.

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