Our Old Family Home

A home protects us with its walls
And keeps us warm when winter falls
But most of all it’s filled with love
That God has given us from above.

Our old family home protected life
And put its wooden arms around a man and wife.
It has echoed a child’s laugh and its stumbling feet
And comforted the family with its retreat.

Throughout the years it helped to raise,
Twelve children who recall the days
Their parents taught them right from wrong
The Ten Commandments and hymns of song.

These lessons were given under one roof
To lead us on the path of truth
To give us all the hopes and dreams
That a life of happiness gleams

We all have fought in our own despair
But in our home we received the care
For a mother’s love is soft and kind
And a father’s gentleness is hard to find.

We all will miss our childhood place
For memories fill each room and space.
But the home is not only where memories are tied,
It is mostly the people living inside.

By Wilma van Oort