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A thousand pictures adorn the walls
In a house where the memories remain
If I could make those picture come alive
We would dance and dance again.

Laughter stains the dim lit walls
Music still rings in the air
Quieter now, the feeling still stays
Of the days when there wasn’t a care.

The noisy bustle still hangs in the room
From the days when we all stopped by
And we drank and we laughed, we talked and we danced
Til the moon set high in the sky.

Sun flickers over the garden,
Where we splashed and we played in the rain
Emptier now, Quieter now
In the house where the memories remain.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Camacho Avatar
March 25, 2015 at 10:00 AM
Wow Haley ,so many memories I love this verse,makes me think of a time gone by at my grandma's house..all the joy thanks tonytocaa
Garland Avatar
March 25, 2015 at 10:02 AM
Thank you. This is about my Nans house. We are a big family and I loved the hustle and bustle of being there. So many parties and gatherings. I find it quite bitter sweet now when I visit and its quiet - but still hundreds pf photos everywhere!
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