My home is a nest,
Nestled high in the cliff's stone,
Haphazardly built, but strong
Comfortable and weathered,
Overlooking the canyon deep.

My home is a penthouse suite,
Adorned in modern finery,
Plush couches and designer art--
Beautiful and luxurious,
Overlooking the hustle of the city street.

My home is a hut,
At one with nature's surround,
Roughed in the coming winds,
Plain and simple,
Overlooking nature's calm retreat.