A House of Imperfections

A house of memories,
Full of laughter.
Children's faces in the panes,
A secret treasure they are after.
The creaks in the floors,
Are just a mother's hard work,
As she cooks and cleans,
And then labors some more.
The rattling window,
Is when Dad comes home.
He feels so delighted,
After working alone.
The family eats dinner,
In this house full of love.
All the imperfections,
Are each a blessing from above.