Love is spoken here

House

In these white-washed walls

That sometimes have sheltered pain and agony
And other times, pride and joy
Beneath this roof that some days has masked loss
And other days inexpressible bliss
Love is spoken here

In these corridors that have held the pitter-patter of tiny feet
And sometimes the shrieks of a triumphant fleet
In these hallways that have had their share of banging doors
And sometimes rooms blaring out with song
Love is spoken here

In this shelter we call home
Where there is always unending hope
Where our kinfolk abound
Where in equal measure there is want and abundance
Where our memories are forever amassed
Love will always be spoken here

 

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