A little Father’s Day nostalgia inspired me to write and post this new poem. Dedicated to Dad’s and Mom’s everywhere.
A House and A Home
A child grew up in this house
One or two,
Or maybe more
A child grew up in this house
Crawled, then walked,
Then learned to run across these floors
A child grew up in this house
Cries, and words, and laughter
Echoed down the halls
A child grew up in this house
Infant, toddler and then a teen
Growth recorded on the wall
A child grew up in this house
This place, of wood, and brick,
And stone.
Yes, a child grew up in this house
And turned this house into a
Home.
Don McAlister
15 June 2019