this little house
a humble little place
known to us as home

many moments of laughter
all our happy times were found
never a dull moment
always an embracing sound

the music in my windchimes chiming
the door bell ringing away
the train whistle blowing
our puppies barking while at play
all a lived in happy sound to me
I can embrace all the sweet memories
even if it was for such a short time

whether we stay or move away
every night
our spirits will share
by blowing a kiss and
saying good night
when the household lays down

this little humble house
known to us
and all whom entered as a home
many moments of silence
when we were away at work
our little home became empty
but filled with our love
that stayed behind
in all the woodwork

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