The boys learned to walk on you.
We made cookies and birthday cakes and muffins on you.
Family meals were shared on you.
Pumpkins became jack-o-lanterns on you.
We have danced on you.
Nerf gun wars were fought on you.
Balls were bounced on you.
Occasions were celebrated on you.
You held our cleats,
Dogs have peed on you.
Paint has spilled on you.
Water coolers have leaked all over you.
There is a gash in you from when we got the new refrigerator that we have to hide with a rug.
You are curling up under the cabinets.
You are stained.
You have served us well.
But I am thrilled to be saying, “Good bye!” to you.