Opening our home

When I was a little girl, we went to people's homes.
We played together.
Oh we had fun!
And we had people over.
I loved the feel of our home then!
Then we moved, and Mom started working,
Visits ceased with growing stress.
There wzs always an excuse,
We're too tired,
The house is too messy.
But finally, we are doing it again.
Feeding missionaries,
Play dates for the kids.
And suddenly,
Our home is cleaner,
We are happier,
And we remember what we were missing.