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A full house on Christmas

A full house on Christmas

Sometimes I look at pictures from a house I loved a lot
And I can’t describe the feelings in my heart
Is it bitter? Is it tart? Is it savory or sweet?
Flavor words simply can’t impart

The longings for the memories made within those walls —
Like bringing a new baby through the door,
Or outside swinging on the swings or jumping in the leaves
Or treasure hunts and dragons — so much more

Dress-up clothes, homemade blocks, Lego, Playmobile
The gizmo in the basement tumbling rocks,
The “cold” room turned into a pretend grocery store
And driveway drawings done with colored chalks

I look at all the pictures of all the happy times
And the day we packed the boxes up and out
It’s been well over 10 years and my heart still feels the ache
Because HOME is really what it’s all about

But family’s not a building — it is people like the church
And though we have moved on from Brooklyn Ave
Sometimes it’s nice to look back on all the fun we had
And then look forward for the fun we’re still to have

An emptying house before moving

An emptying house before moving

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