The house I live in is about a hundred
and two years old. It has lived through
six or so wars, a great depression, dozens
of recessions and generations of families
walking on it's old wooden floors.
It has seen both the countless days
of joy and tragic days of sorrow that
we sometimes suffer.
When the world sometimes gets me
down, I look at this house.
Yes, still standing after all
these years.
What a wonderful
world it has seen.
Ron Lopez
3 comments:
Now show me a house like that in Park Slope! Your father, and mother , and grandfather would be proud of the way you've kept up with it, its nice that you did improvements, without changing the character of the house. Will
I miss the shrubs....
It's not just a house,
It's home.
Your fan
C
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