At The Centre Of Our Home
We bought our first home; it was big and brand new
For this wee little family; Cowkid 1 and us two.
We carried our boxes and furniture through the doors
We shopped for new couches exploring in stores.
We looked at our mounts, planned for elk a decent spot
Boiled out our moose’s head again, found studs for all we shot.
We printed family photos and placed them into frames
Hammered on in the nails using our level for the aims.
Our clothes were all folded and placed into drawers
Our dishes stacked in cupboards, our broom knew all floors.
In the back of our minds, we kept careful thought
Of one picture unhung, a perfect place sought.
The nicely framed picture was bought at first glance
With a discounted price, we kept secured our finance.
A special display, but where would it go?
Too special to be forgotten, for He forgives all we owe.
During the hustling bustle of unpacking our things
It all became clear with the soft praises of sings.
A blank empty spot on the wall shined a perfect location
For all that we have our hearts full of appreciation.
At the center of our home the picture was hung
For if not for his life, ours would never of begun.
At the center of our homes is where Christ belongs
For family is forever because our life he prolonged.