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Home Beyond Walls

The door swings wide— another town,
another house with deserted halls.
A house of pure echoes, walls of change,
yet love remains—unmoved, arranged.

Their laughter bends but never breaks,
like rivers carve through stone’s embrace.
New hands to hold, new names to learn,
yet embers deep will always burn.

Throughout every daybreak, through every flight,
While darkness chases, they keep the light.
Their world that shifts, yet their roots hold true—
for solidity is found in all they do.

The boxes stack against the wall,
labeled with places and names.
Fingers trace the cardboard seams,
memorizing what will still remain.

As she watches him laces his boots,
his voice is steady, hands are confident and strong.
“I’ll see you soon,” he says again and again,
but she knows, it is always long.

They speak in letters, they count the days,
trace their journeys of each day in different ways.
Despise the quiet, hearts beat strong,
the steady drum, the marching song.

Letters exchanged and folded in careful squares,
words pressed deep in midnight ink.
“I miss you, Dad,” she writes each time,
the letters smudged before they sank.

Yet still, they grow in shifting soil,
like trees that learn to bend, not break.
Their roots are stitched in love and loss,
in every step, in every stake.

Though the ground may change again,
though skies may stretch and pull apart,
the home they hold is more than walls—
it’s built inside the beating heart.