It may be antique with worn shabby walls,
And rooms that feel like old barn stalls.
Yet 'tis a place where love can be found,
Where hugs and kisses and smiles abound.
The parents are teaching their children the way,
With lessons in serving each other each day.
The loving expressions so often heard,
Sing sweeter a song than the happiest bird.
And though not a villa of comfort in Rome,
This fortress of spirit is known as the 'Home'.
©Neil F. 6-09-2011
Jun 9, 2011
Jun 9, 2011 at 4:34 PM UTC
It may be antique with worn shabby walls,
And rooms that feel like old barn stalls.
Yet 'tis a place where love can be found,
Where hugs and kisses and smiles abound.
The parents are teaching their children the way,
With lessons in serving each other each day.
The loving expressions so often heard,
Sing sweeter a song than the happiest bird.
And though not a villa of comfort in Rome,
This fortress of spirit is known as the 'Home'.
©Neil F. 6-09-2011
