Looking out my window...
All you see are old apartment buildings
What I see is history
These buildings are at least 40 years old
The walls in my apartment alone hold history
Do I know the history...No
I can feel it's presence...
Helping me and my little family
Create our history in this little apartment
We have had our up's and downs
Who doesn't we aren't perfect
But we all fit perfectly together
With all of our imperfections
The one thing we have that is perfect
We have love and it is perfect
Because in our little spot in history
We do real in this place...
There are days when I sit
And wonder if these walls
Could only speak...
The stories they would tell
The history of my little home
For my little family
There is always room to
Learn from history
The stories they would tell
Of heart break
Anger
Love
Empathy
Humbleness
And Family
The stories from
The past and present
Oh the thing we would learn...