If Walls Could Talk
We often ask, “If walls could talk
Whatever would they say?”
They've listened to the laughter
They've been witness to the horseplay.
They've heard the sounds of sorrow
They've been there for the rage
They've heard all of the whispers
What we forget with age.
Walls have seen the looks
That we give to each other
They hear the loving teasing
And encouragement so tender
But have they heard the thoughts
Chasing through my mind?
Do they see intentions
With all the actions, twined?
Surely walls would have
A lofty tale to tell
But if they knew our thoughts
Oh, how that tale would swell.
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