Old House
I rode by the old house
it had been some time
since I revisited that place
some things have grown
some things have changed
but different colours of paint
do not change the memories
that are part of childhood
many happy memories
outweigh the sad ones
time spent with siblings
the pets we enjoyed
the guiding parents hand
the love of family
forever in our hearts
I rode by the old house
it has been some time
bringing back fond memories
of how things used to be.
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2022
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