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
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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.
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.