<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=461076" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Family Room. For Mary.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You put up with it because<br>as tiresome as it is, and as they can sometimes be, <br>somewhere there, there's always love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He may take interest<br>in something to be repaired<br>that's mechanical; and<br>there's cars to wash and clean, <br>hobby things to sort and tidy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some kids are good or disciplined; <br>but there's never quite the time<br>in their expanding world<br>for doing just what you do<br>for the house..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But in the human heart<br>there's this locked, dusty room - you haven't dared <br>to look inside for years - or indeed<br>since childhood, for some people -<br>full of junk, of cobwebs, <br>broken windows, their sashes jammed, <br>cupboards that won't open, drawers<br>whose contents stop them opening; even<br>the birds have stopped their nesting there; <br>a room of memories that whisper when it's dark</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's the room that's family.<br>And surprise - the light still works..<br>A family can sort and dust and wash and clean and tidy it<br>in less time than they take<br>to slam the door<br>yet only you know that it's done, and how it's done.<br>And you say nothing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Somewhere, two strangers<br>smile at one another</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=461076" data-title="The Family Room. For Mary. de Michael Shepherd" data-description="You put up with it because as tiresome as it is, and as they can sometimes be, somewhere there, there's always love. He may take interest in something to be repaired that's mechanical; and there's cars to wash and clean, hobby things to sort an..."></div> </div> </div>

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