Held in these grey granite stones
Are the stories of ancient hearts
Their sorrows loves and joys
Their endings and new starts

The babies that were born here
Held in parents loving arms
Wanted nurtured cherished
Kept safe from all life’s harms

Children that grew tall and strong
Who learned what it means to live
Embraced each present moment
And took all that life could give

They found out hearts get broken
That love is often fleeting
But that God sends healing
When life deals you a beating

Nothing is without meaning
To everything a season
Age brings calm and wisdom
An acceptance of God’s reason

Many years have come and gone
What tales these four walls could tell
Of those that have passed through here
And the lives they lived so well