Saved her for last, after paint and Spackle,
Quite simple task, hard for heart to tackle.
Shone down on our lives for seventeen years,
Only whimsical fool’s eyes fill with tears.
Out with the old, entice a new buyer:
Travis Coates and I put love on bier.
Shot Old Yeller dead as act of mercy,
I pulled old light’s plug without courtesy.
Destined to go to that discarded place,
Instead old light will hang again with taste.
Older son’s moving into to his first home,
Hope simple light shining down keeps them warm.