Walls

Oh, walls, what you’ve seen and heard all these years.

We came to you and made you our own; made you a refuge.  As long as I had you surrounding me, I was safe. And with my Lady with me, you were a sanctuary.

Companionship, safety, beauty. You welcomed our work. Your yard supported flowers and vegetables and herbs. Our small rose garden and lilies were beautiful, and you looked on with blessings.

We’re leaving behind beloved pets who passed on while we were with you. They will rest safely under your silent watch. We’re leaving behind everything that we’d given you; everything that made you even more beautiful.

Even when the world fell in, you were that solid rock; the refuge that sheltered me through the tears and pain. I don’t know how I can leave you, my old friend. You’ve given so much. I only hope the next people who move into your embrace become as sheltered and protected as we were.