When our family was young
And your windswept garden
The last vestige of your old domain.
You nurtured us;
Your walls and garden
Gave us space
For my children to play
And grow and dream;
To develop a strong sense of being,
Grow wings and fly.
Our lives entwined with yours;
We loved you,
Poured our time and energy into you,
Restored your stature.
We tended and nurtured your garden,
Replaced your former glory.
Now butterflies, birds and even frogs
Dance and sing your praises,
While squirrels rush to sample your bounty.
And once again
You stand over your domain with regal pride
And look the mountains in the eye.
Farewell old house.
Now we are ready to leave.
Our time together
Has shaped us all;
Forever you will be a part of who we are.
A new family
Will drive up your driveway,
Welcomed into your embrace.
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