If Walls Could Talk Poem by Jennifer Birchall
If Walls Could Talk
If only these walls could speak
What stories would they tell
Each layer of paper holds memories of its time
Of life, love, even losses gone by
When I look through the window, I wonder
Who's eyes have seen through the pane
The changes they would have witnessed
Each season and year holding a different view
These rooms would of held many emotions
Love and happiness, sadness and anger
All embedded floor to ceiling
I can feel them now, while I ponder
Its not just bricks and mortar
This has been home to some
I've scraped off the paper, history still remains
Our turn to give these walls something to talk about
Every home is more than bricks and mortar. Enjoyed the poem, specially the last 4 lines.
A nice poem on how a room is the witness of all the emotions we go through in life. 'These rooms would of held many emotions Love and happiness, sadness and anger All embedded floor to ceiling..'..is so nice. Thanks for sharing.
Love this poem, I can relate to your sentiment expressed herein. A long time ago, I started with if these cold stones can speak, but I never finished the piece. I guess now, you have done it for me. Best regards.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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7/27/2025 6:51:59 AM # 1.0.0
I see the house as metaphor for our body. Reflecting on our past as looking through the window, Struggling to reach happiness by scraping off the wall paper. Great poem.