All our steps have led to this
Solemn demise at the end of the road
A tiny house with Winter’s chill
It’s frozen drifts gleam on the snow.
Waiting for us so long it seems
We’ve paused our lives
We’ve swept our dreams
Beneath the dusty ashen stair
But soon they’ll know what brought us here
A breath of hope so crystal clear
Water streams like angel’s tears.
The windows glow a welcomed light
Bringing dreams back into sight
Where all things new can flourish here
And never shed another tear.