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Welcome to my home, this path will always lead
To all that is a part of me, sweet memories retrieved.
Beauty that surrounds me, within these walls so blessed,
Filled with gentle echoes, of all life's special guests.
Children running in the halls, laughter everywhere,
Sometimes when I close my eyes, sweet visions will appear.
Tears were shed in life too, so softly they're caressed,
Heart was filled with sorrow, things you can't forget.
Pictures hung on special walls, with memories combined,
Will be a part of all this love, this house of love did bind.
Stroll into my parlor, rest your weary soul,
Feel the gentle spirits here, with love that will console.
~ Francine
Pucillo ~
©2000, used with permission
 
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