OUR HOUSE
May we be blessed to understand in our house everywhere we look
every floor, every wall, every room is like a chapter in a treasured book
And even once they’re grown…
If this house was written with love, understanding and compassion
There will come a time every now and then…
When…just like that treasured book
our children will open it up…
to revisit it again.
Copyright © Jim Yerman | Year Posted 2025
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