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)
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