As Days Go By

It’s a rare condition, this day and age,
To read any good news on the newspaper page.
Love and tradition of the grand design,
Some people say it’s even harder to find.
Well then there must be some magic clue
Inside these tearful walls

Cause all I see is a tower of dreams
Real love burstin’ out of every seam.

As days go by, it’s the bigger love of the family.