Our House - Our Home Poem by CHARMAINE SIMPSON

Our House -
Our Home -
An unread book -
The first chapter begins -
New directions -
Unexplored pathways,
The beginning of a new life,
Starting with looking deep within ourselves,
To find the happiness that we have buried,
By our past experiences.
This home we chose to be our vehicle,
To surround us and to take us on this journey together.
The sun on the windows creates a beautiful warm,
Comfortable essence that floods our happy home.
The friendship we have found is a true bond,
Full of unconditional support and care for each other.
Our book of wonderful memories contains first - music,
The beats that need no explanantion -
Just a smile between us is all we need -
To feel the emotion attached to the melodic sounds
We have been so lucky to experience.
The nights we have sat until the sun appears -
Talking, and laughing so hard until it hurt.
Sharing our innermost thoughts with each other,
These times will remain treasures in our book of memories.
As this book nears the final chapter and we have discovered
Parts of ourselves we had never known, and learnt from
The choices that we made - wrong or right.
These experiences have altered our hearts, souls and minds.
Although this book will be closed when our story is complete -
We will always share these beautiful moments that fill our eyes with tears -
For the happiness-
Lost in memory -
never forgotten -


Sunday 6th April 2003