I see you're in my hallway Won't you come inside?
I'd like to show it to you now ~with all the love and pride that it has taken over years to make this house a home ~a haven for the traveler and a rest for those who roam
You'll see within this hall so bright my Mother's favorite vase and the table cover that she made ~Mama had an Angel's face
The mirror in the hallway was a Christmas gift to Mother ~a gift of love from Daddy and Mom treasured it like no other.
You'll see the red chair that my Dad loved It was his special place He'd smoke his pipe and growl at us but with a grin upon his face
Go on into the dining room where we'd dine at the end of our day
There was always a quiet blessing said ~Mama wanted it that way
The food she cooked was so delicious neighbors loved to come to dinner No matter what my Mother cooked it was sure to be a winner!
The kitchen on beyond this room was our favorite gathering place and the aroma of Mama's cookies is a memory time won't erase.
I cannot take you up the stairs My tears get in the way My Mother said goodbye to us one sad December day
She had known that she'd be leaving soon and with a smile of peace set our minds and hearts at rest ~and to God gave sweet release
There were babies born and a baby died in these rooms beyond those stairs There were stubborn teens and anxious moments but Mama was always there
I give this key to you to use if you find that no one's there Just help yourself to some iced tea and sit in Daddy's chair
A house this precious should always have contented souls within and when you leave we so much hope That you'll come back again.