Reminiscing Home

The trees in bloom, all red and gold Gifts from the sun, it shines so bold. On down the road, as you can see A place that means the world to me. The house still stands, the weeds are tall, That doesn't bother me at all. When we lived there, mom, dad, and me Could feel the love from just us three. I grew up there without a care, Had everything I needed. My days were filled with mom and love, At night , my dad I greeted. After supper, ready for bed, we'd head for his big chair. He'd read me me books and tell me stories, we'd visit everywhere. As my eyes grew heavy, he'd put the books away. He'd carry me off to my room, and listen while I'd pray. All that happened years ago, They're both gone now, you see. But I remember all the love My mom, my dad, and me. Life of stress has brought me back To sit and reminisce. Of home, and mom, and dad, and me The things I dearly miss.