Beyond those doors and windows
Within those humble walls
Are childhood’s precious shadows
And memory-tender halls
Life’s brick and mortar dwelling
If shared in unity
Is Love’s soft-glimpsed fore-telling
Of what Heaven will be
Lord, in this little journey
Wherever we may roam
May our hearts forever be
Love’s gracious home sweet home
We all travel this time of year, don't we?
even if simply in thought,
back to what once was...
Above is a picture of my childhood home