My Father Built Us a House

MY FATHER BUILT US A HOUSE

Debbie Zepick

My father built us a house

From sticks and from stones

He made it strong

When he was done

My mother made it a home

When the winter would come

We were safe and secure

And we laughed and we grew

In the house my father built

My parents built us a home

Out there on the plain

They planted some trees and prayed it would rain

And when things were dry, they’d start over again

And we watched what they’d do

In the home my parents built

And everything they taught us was true

And they made sure that we always knew

Their hearts were open,

My father made us a fence

That we stayed inside

We’d swing on the swing

and slide down the slide

And all through the summer

We’d run and we’d hide

But we knew to stay inside

The fence my parents built

And everything they taught us was right

And then one day to our delight

The gate was open

The gate stood open

My parents build us a home

To withstand the storm

A something so right

In all that is wrong

Now we sleep somewhere else

But we know we belong

‘Cause we laughed and we grew

As we watched what they’d do

And love was what we knew

In the house my father built