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In my kitchen, the morning starts,
The fridge is full, the toaster sparks.
A table stands with chairs around,
The smell of coffee fills the ground.
The living room is cozy and bright,
The sofa soft, the lamps give light.
A carpet spreads beneath my feet,
The fireplace gives warmth and heat.
In the bathroom, the mirror gleams,
The shower flows in steady streams.
The sink is where I wash my face,
A cabinet keeps things in their place.
The bedroom holds my comfy bed,
With fluffy pillows to rest my head.
The wardrobe hides my clothes inside,
A nightstand keeps my books in stride.
Tripsteps makes it easy to see,
From balcony to attic key.
Each new word becomes my own,
Learning parts of a house and home.
The hallway leads from door to door,
The stairs connect each level’s floor.
The garage is where my car will stay,
The garden blooms in the light of day.
The roof protects from rain and snow,
The chimney stands where smoke will go.
The windows frame the world outside,
The curtains wave as winds decide.
A pantry keeps my jars and cans,
The dining room hosts all my plans.
The study is where I read and write,
With a wooden desk that feels just right.
The basement stores the things I keep,
The laundry room is where I sweep.
The ceiling high, the walls so neat,
Every corner feels complete.
Tripsteps guides me step by step,
From doormat soft to kitchenette.
Every detail now feels clear,
The house is built with words sincere.
From cozy rooms to gardens wide,
A home is where my heart resides.
With every word, I feel I know,
The place I live, from top to toe.