Tuesday, December 25, 2012

December 25, 2012

I see you holding your hands the way you do.
And if you make more, you don't have to care more.
So they say. But being with you I'm sure I don't need anymore.

We live in a house we've took apart and put back together.
Nail by nail, so it goes...

But heart by heart and soul by soul...
We've built a home.
I lean upon this.

I lean upon you, daily.
I lean upon the kids.
I lean on all this because I know without it
there wouldn't be a chance.

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