This Old Stone House

This old Stone house was more than just a home

For a while, It was the only place I did not feel alone

We would play out in the creek in papaw’s boots

that were way too big for our feet

The strange comfort of cigarette smoke filling the air

And the way it would stay in your hair 

Every celebration was a treat because it meant that we would all gather and eat

Sometimes it felt like the love flowing around was bigger than that house could hold

and one more hug could make it implode 

I cherish the times I would sit down with you to share our laughs and our views

Time has changed a lot but there are things that cannot be forgot 

These memories bring a smile to my face and for a moment the reality just fades away