A Beautiful Maze
Socks and balls and skates and toys
The house was filled with oh, so much noise
Who laughed, who cried, who sometimes lied
Who filled those walls with love
Dogs and cats, rabbits and rats
They were all part of the mix
Who played with dolls, who colored on walls
Who played pick up sticks
Such were those days
A beautiful maze of laughter, of innocence, of grace
Now all has turned dim
Silence so grim
No movement, no stirring, just pain
Such were those days
A beautiful maze now memories are tattered and torn
My will weakened and old
My heart dieing and cold
Yet my soul still longing to live
The house, the noise, the cats, the toys
Such were those days, a beautiful maze
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