Our foundation wasn't built precise.
Materials used were inadequate.
Spare parts gathered throughout our lives.
We tried our best to acclimate.

So we built up the walls.
Making them strong and tall.
We zip tied them so they wouldn't fall.

The ceilings would come next.
Those were quite a test.
It held together under stress.

Now came the roof.
For this we used a ton of glue.
Nailed it down the best we could.

Our house stood there tall and proud.
We were united in its construction.
Together we made it work somehow.
Our home wasn't perfect but it would function.

Each room was designed to fit our family.
The decorations showed our personalities.
Our home was where we would be happy.

A storm would come and shake everything.
We could hear the sounds of wood cracking.
Our home was damaged but standing.

Time and time again our home would be tested.
All the time, money and effort we invested.
We took everything thrown at us and deflected.

The foundation started...