OUR OLD HOUSE
We’ve lived in our house for many years…
It’s been the subject of many a poem…
We often wonder when was the exact moment
our house became our home…
We have loved living here
we’ve been blessed…this we know
It’s where we built our life together
where we watched our children and grand-children grow.
And as we prepare to move away
to a place where the mountains meet the sky
we feel blessed to have a few weeks alone
in our home to say goodbye.
To remember and relive all the fun we’ve had…
as we’re about to turn another page…
To marvel at how even though our house has grown older over the years
and our home has improved with age.
So we are savoring these last few weeks together
before a new family within these walls roams…
and we’re hoping it doesn’t take too long
for this house to become their home.
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