Before I left, I took a walk over to the small garden area. Up in a nearby tree, I spotted a rustic-looking old moss-covered, gray birdhouse. Could this birdhouse be mine from ten years ago? Doubtful, but I thought I’d check it out. On closer inspection, I made out the word, “amour” painted in green on the front. Yes. My little birdhouse. Still on the tree where I put it ten years ago. The song, Birdhouse in Your Soul” closes with the verse, "And while you're at it, keep the nightlight on inside the birdhouse in your soul." I carry the love and light of Paulhaven with me wherever I go. And I promise to keep the light inside the birdhouse in my soul burning brightly forever.