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I know Rob is particularly fond of this poem, as am I...so I'm posting it here for anyone who hasn't yet seen it, or would like to read it again.

My house is small

because my desires are too

My meals are simple

because my tastes are few.

My life is quiet

because I have everything I need.

My heart is still

because I am where I want to be

This land is beautiful

I need be nowhere else

I have books and movies and music

and they all go well with a hot cup of tea,

a slice of toast

and a warm fire.

I can see the morning sun through my window

and at evening time the stars dance

across the sky.

My lady sits next to me

reading her book

and taking notes.

She looks to me like a piece of Heaven-

So beautiful and happy

And I am grateful that my house is small

It makes us sit closer together.

~Solenzar

Thomas Kinkade?