A MIGHTY MOVE

For twenty years I’ve lived right here,
And felt so very much at home;
That this was home was very clear,
Nor did I really want to roam.

For all those years except these three,
Since my wife went home to heaven,
Sandcreek Road was home to me;
No better home could I be given.

But without her, this home died too;
The house was here; the home was gone;
Days were gray and I was blue,
Nor was there much to count upon.

But then there came my bride to be,
With eyes that sparkled like the stars;
I looked through bars excluding me;
But soon our love would break those bars.

So both our houses were our homes,
One more house than we needed,
And combing reason with finer combs,
Emotional ties soon receded.

So now this place is up for sale,
And we are running to and fro;
The winds of change are like a gale,
As we prepare this place to go.

And what a pleasant storm to me,
For God has truly changed my life,
And made it more as it should be
In one house with my Sweet Wife.

And am I ever happy with this decision, Honey!