The Stone House

Strategically set on a hill Overlooking the meadow still Pulchritudinous from the start Beauty enough to capture one's heart Stones were chosen with every care Stones with colors very rare All the framing was checked and placed So there would be no mistake High on the magnificent hill Trees of the forest were milled So each timber was sturdy and strong To protect the occupants from any wrong The inviting porch drew people in Open and wide with pillows thin Golden door of oak was made Just the right touch, just the right shade Inside the fireplace logically placed Designed to warm each heart and face Children came to live on the hill Each child's personality brought a thrill The hill is lonely now There is room and too spare It is said to weep at night But still puts out its light (Read Psalms 139:13-14;Jeremiah 1:4-5. Could this house be a metaphor)