An Enchanting House
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My eyes are so sleepy and soon I am dreaming,
I find a staircase and leave my reality;
At the top of the stairs is a house enchanting,
My childhood home, oh such delightful fantasy.
And I open the door,
To a house I adore;
And then I see Suzanne,
Oh, the Lord had a plan . . .
Suzanne would leave us weeping, but here was playing,
Oh, in this enchanted house dwells my family;
I hear Mom and Grandma in the kitchen talking,
Their laughter like tingling bells of a rhapsody.
Down below an uproar,
I go down to explore;
Oh Dad I almost sang,
A story Dad began . . .
Dad was telling Grandpa a big tall tale laughing,
Then, I go up to my room where I was happy;
With my dolls and teddy bears and books still waiting,
My family, entwined in this sweet tapestry.
Enchanted house for sure,
And from my eyes tears pour;
All dead - the Lord's command,
I turned away and ran . . .
back to reality . . .
May 20, 2016
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