When I have a house.....as I sometimes may, I suit my fancy with it in every way. My grass house stands by the open sea, on a bit of beach that belongs to me. And I paid,.......... but don't remember the price for this my small acre of paradise. The great southern cross hangs nightly over my door, And the moonlight throws silver across the floor While the surf makes thunder along the beach And the rainbows end is always with in my reach. Don Blanding (http://www.palmsartgallery.com/don_blanding)