the house we built, <br />the roof we placed, <br />walls are strong and safe, <br /> <br />the outside looks like how, <br />the mind creates, <br />the chimney tops, <br />the satellite dish, <br />a crooked areil, <br /> <br />the home inside, <br />painted and wallpapered, <br />pictures and nic nacs, <br />all around, <br />furntiure and pattens, <br /> <br />a family begins, <br />the memories we make, <br /> <br />as the nest will empty, <br />as one by one they fly, <br /> <br />the garden is a mess, <br />the heart has gone, <br />but the house, <br />is always there<br /><br />Sharron Stephenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-family-nest/
