My Dadi's House

My Dadi's house is so big,

It's like there are many treasures to dig.

Though here mosquitoes have made their home,
There's plenty of space to run and roam.

We went up to the highest point of the house one day,
And a beautiful sight we saw, we could say.

In the porch, there is a swing,
In the morning, we can hear the birds sing.

In total, there are upto 11 rooms,
That also excluding the bathrooms.

To believe, it's hard that's true,
There are also many delicacies which my dadi will brew.

Cats will also roam into our house,
Even though, there is not a single mouse.

First, there used to live a family of 5,
A mom, a dad, a brother and two sisters were in this hive.

I come here for the holidays,
And I love this place in many ways.

Written by me in 2020.
~Renee.

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