The Home

How many journeys have traveled across that floor? How many goodbyes were said on the other side of that door? If these walls could speak can you imagine their tales, And the sights that were envisioned where these windows prevail? It’s just wood and steel and a little stone, Sometimes it would be left to itself all alone. It has seen the growth of a many a child, Has seen new construction completely restyled. Has known cold and death, Has seen newborns draw their first breath. Has sheltered many from the cold and the hot, It still stands peaceful today on this two acre lot. Many holidays and families it once held, But overall it was a home where happiness dwelt. It took on many different coats throughout its many years, Known so many smiles saw so many tears. Much, much more than just walls, windows, and doors, This house has known love behind every wall and on every floor. This is so much more than a house it has reached the ultimate goal, It is a home, something that contains its very own soul. Something that feels what you feel, Something that has a love to share that’s real Something that will watch you grow and let you leave, As it captures your memories and keeps secrets you wish not to conceive.