Some people call it a living room. Some a sitting room. Maybe it’s a family room to you and yours. Or maybe, like at our house, it’s called a great room. Whatever you call it, it’s a wonderful place to gather with those you love and create priceless memories. โค
This may look just like a living room –
At least that’s what most people would assume.
But hidden just beneath all that
This rug doubles as a wrestling mat.
This couch a long, blue trampoline.
These chairs must contain some jumping beans.
They also double as a throne –
We forgive you if you haven’t known.
This table may be where books have been
But also doubles as a climbing gym.
Sometimes this table is a road
Where cars are driven and trucks unload.
We spread picnics out across this floor.
The cat naps here, and then naps some more.
On Christmas you may never guess
Just what this room is – it’s such a mess.
Then there’s lazy Friday nights
That just want a break from sibling fights.
So then it becomes a movie spot.
Complete with cookies, nice and hot.
On cold days it’s a warm retreat
Where we dry our clothes and dry our feet.
Some days we try and keep it clean.
Okay, maybe that’s a useless dream.
The dog may claim that it’s all hers –
Also that more pets are what she deserves.
But more important than all these things
Are the memories that this room brings.
A place where we can love and share.
A place where we can love and care.
A place where we can spend our day.
A place where we can laugh and play.
A place where we can sing loud songs.
A place where we can all belong.
A place where love can do its part
And sweet memories fill our tender hearts.
And now that you know, you may all assume
Why we all love this living room.