A house is built from bricks and glued
Together to create shelter renewed
A skeleton protecting organs hidden inside, 
Waiting for a family to live and reside
Seasons pass and storms blow by
Damage accrues despite how hard it tries
To keep flawless and perfect, societies dream
From beauty to beast, becomes unseen
"I am ugly, marred, broken- why bother trying?"
My purpose is futile, my future is dying"
But clothes can be sewn, and knots untied
Healing is viable, cement is applied
Not only to mend but to strengthen, enshrine
The once broken house becomes the divine
Home in which new life is promised to bind
Two souls together, below stars aligned
Never give up on a broken home's ghost
Always have faith in those you love most