Time capsule

For family night tonight we created a little time capsule. We've been doing work on the bathroom, and there was a space behind the new tub created by a change in configuration of the plumbing, so we decided to put in a nod to a future occupant of the house by putting in a mini time capsule. My contribution was $1, because, hey, who doesn't dream of finding money hidden in the walls of their home? I also whipped up this little poem for whoever finds the capsule:

If you read this Carr family rhyme
You must have our capsule of time
We’ll put treasures inside it
In the bathroom we’ll hide it
And leave it to age and to slime.

We’ll tell you a bit about us
Now you’ve got our old house full of rust
And we hope you are happy
And don’t think it’s too crappy
Like life in a Volkswagen bus.

Of children our family has four
We’re middle-class, not rich or poor
Our mom plays the trumpet
Our father likes crumpets
And all think that laundry’s a chore.

A lawyer, musician, four kids
(Thank goodness none died of SIDS)
From age one to ten
They make quite a din—
Like banging a hundred pot lids

You must be remodeling now
We wish we could tell you just how
To paint and to grout
But you’ll figure it out
For we’ve done the same stuff, somehow.

To God we give thanks for our place
And hope it brings smiles to your face
It’s given us pleasure
And been quite a treasure
Enjoy it, whate’er your life’s race.