Old Tattered House

Old tatterd house torn by the winds of time and
the heat of the days,
if you could say your story,
if you could tell your tale,
Would you speak of small children
playing under your eyes
or drawing pictures on frosted window panes?
Or of a grandmother slowly rocking, knitting, reliving the past?
What of a mother
gently tending the needs of her children
and her her husband
with her task never ending.
yet so rewarding?
Would you tell of holidays
made bright and cheery
by the warmth of the fire
and the love of the family
Old tattered house,
you must hold memories
if only your walls could speak....

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