Under the Roof Where the Laughter Rings
January 3, 2008 by admin
Filed under The Path to Home
Under the roof where the laughter rings,
That’s where I long to be ;
There are all of the glorious things,
Meaning so much to me.
There is where striving and toiling ends ;
There is where always the rainbow bends.
Under the roof where the children shout,
There is the perfect rest;
There is the clamor of greed shut out,
Ended the ceaseless quest.
Battles I fight through the heat of to-day
Are only to add to their hours of play.
Under the roof where the eyes are bright,
There I would build my fame;
There my record of life I’d write;
There I would sign my name.
There in laughter and true content
Let me fashion my monument.
Under the roof where the hearts are true,
There is my earthly goal;
There I am pledged till my work is through,
Body and heart and soul.
Think you that God will my choice condemn
If I have never played false to them?
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