I moved, I discovered.
Through thick and thin, I remained covered.
Entering a familiar residence relieves the worry.
But the same ol' shower takes me back.
The comforting scent of hot water clashing with lathered soap sends me in an ecstatic flurry.
My grandmother sings with her doting smile.
I'd really love to stay here for a while.
Her special care feels me with glee.
So no time soon would I like to leave.
I retreat to a certain room when I am spent.
I need nothing else;
I am wholly content.
