could two houses be as one?

they wondered as they sat,

him with his old guitar,

and her with her grey cat

when the brave house upon the hill

decided he'd come down,

 the shy lady in the meadow

began to dance around

she had waited for this day,

for one able to build anew,

to share what he had in plenty,

and take the things she grew

board by board he shared himself,

and she opened up her door,

they gathered by her fireplace,

and discussed their dreams galore

a bit of his strong and sturdy,

mixed with some of her light and grace,

and together they created a mansion,

and then had to share their place

a bed and breakfast they became

and they shouted it aloud,

from upon their very rooftops

(their joining made them proud)

it amazed the people who stopped to see,

what two houses can create,

when joined as one (under the sun)

no, it never is too late!

dreams can come true (believe it, too)

when "old" combines with "new"

down by the farm, with all its charm

where happiness once grew