I read this the other day...I think I'll put it up somewhere in my house...
This is a Home Where Children Live
(Judith Bond)
You may not find things all in place,
Friend, when you enter here.
But we're a home where children live,
We hold them very dear.
And you may find small fingerprints
And smudges on the wall.
When the kids are gone, we'll clean them up,
Right now we're playing ball.
For there's one thing of which we're sure,
These children are on loan.
One day they're always underfoot,
Next thing you know, they're gone.
That's when we'll have a well kept house,
When they're off on their own.
Right now, this is where children live,
A loved and lived in home.
2 comments:
I love that poem too!! Let me know it you think of a cute way to display it!!
That's adorable.
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