The next home we leave Will belong to both of you.
Curtains will be drawn To let in the sunlight
We will dearly miss.
Doors will be unlocked To make all feel welcome,
As is our custom.
Memories will be scattered Everywhere too familiar
For you to bear.
Still, something will exist where There would otherwise be nothing,
Making everything possible.
Welcome Home
By Kirk Gothier
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