The Old House

THE OLD HOUSE WAS BUILT
IN 1910.
IT WAS ALMOST PERFECT
WHEN IT BEGAN.

IT'S BEEN STRONG AND TOUGH
WHEN IT NEEDED TO BE.
IT HELD LOTS OF LOVE
FOR MY SISTERS AND ME.

BUT MANY YEARS HAVE
TAKEN IT'S TOLL,
AND SO MANY STORIES
CAN BE TOLD.

IT'S ALWAYS BEEN THERE
FOR WHATEVER WE NEEDED,
WITH LOTS OF WISDOM,
I WISH I HAD HEEDED.

BUT NOW THE OLD HOUSE
IS SAGGING AND WEAK.
THE FOUNDATION IS CRIPPLED,
THE OUTLOOK IS BLEAK

THE ROOF IS NOT SOUND
LIKE IT USED TO BE.
IT LETS THINGS COME THROUGH
THAT UPSET ME.

IT CAN'T BE MUCH LONGER
TILL MAMA MOVES OUT.
SHE'S MOVING TO GLORY,
TO A MANSION, NO DOUBT.

THE OLD HOUSE WILL FALL
AND BE PUT UNDERGROUND,
THEN ALL THOSE THAT LOVE HER
WILL GATHER AROUND.

WE'LL CRY WHEN WE CAN'T SEE
THE OLD HOUSE ANYMORE.
BUT SHE'LL BE WITH JESUS
ON THAT BRIGHT GOLDEN SHORE.