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I heard you outside our house yesterday On the sidewalk, Walking your overpriced dogs and ignoring your overachieving children. I heard you say our house was a “real fixer-upper”. Well you know what I say? I say our house was built 100 years before you had even popped into the world Your face already pinched up like a pompous Persian cat. And I say our home has housed more joy, pain, and love in one week Than you have felt in your entire life. And so what if it’s in need of a little paint here and there And the grass could use some water And the roof could be patched up a bit? So what if we don’t have petunias the color of your pastel cardigan Or a shiny new coat of paint as thick as your makeup Or ceilings as high and mighty as your ego? I’ll tell you what we do have. We do have flowers I planted with my mother a few years back, that come back each year rain or shine. We do have a porch swing that’s carried the weight of 3 generations and a rocking chair I remember climbing into at 2 years old. And we do have a family who loves this house almost as much as we love each other. So next time you go calling our house a “real fixer-upper”, Walk in my shoes for a day And see if you would change one brick Paint one wall Or erase one memory.
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Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 7:51 PM UTC
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I heard you outside our house yesterday On the sidewalk, Walking your overpriced dogs and ignoring your overachieving children. I heard you say our house was a “real fixer-upper”. Well you know what I say? I say our house was built 100 years before you had even popped into the world Your face already pinched up like a pompous Persian cat. And I say our home has housed more joy, pain, and love in one week Than you have felt in your entire life. And so what if it’s in need of a little paint here and there And the grass could use some water And the roof could be patched up a bit? So what if we don’t have petunias the color of your pastel cardigan Or a shiny new coat of paint as thick as your makeup Or ceilings as high and mighty as your ego? I’ll tell you what we do have. We do have flowers I planted with my mother a few years back, that come back each year rain or shine. We do have a porch swing that’s carried the weight of 3 generations and a rocking chair I remember climbing into at 2 years old. And we do have a family who loves this house almost as much as we love each other. So next time you go calling our house a “real fixer-upper”, Walk in my shoes for a day And see if you would change one brick Paint one wall Or erase one memory.
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Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 7:51 PM UTC
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