Here I sit in my chair
With emotional feelings of despair
Reflecting on the good times we once had
The thoughts and memories leaving me feeling so sad
An empty and barren old house no longer with people
As lonely as a secluded church steeple
The garden once full of children and fun
Now all remaining is the shining sun
Mother and father have now passed on
Furniture and belongings will soon be gone
Leaving the memories of this sweet little home
As I cancel the bills over the phone
I wonder to myself who will have this place
Once more filling it with love and grace
An empty old house waiting for that time.
When their will be food laughter and glasses of wine.
A house warming party full of spirit
and a brand new family living within it.
Nov 13, 2019
Nov 13, 2019 at 1:14 AM UTC
Here I sit in my chair
With emotional feelings of despair
Reflecting on the good times we once had
The thoughts and memories leaving me feeling so sad
An empty and barren old house no longer with people
As lonely as a secluded church steeple
The garden once full of children and fun
Now all remaining is the shining sun
Mother and father have now passed on
Furniture and belongings will soon be gone
Leaving the memories of this sweet little home
As I cancel the bills over the phone
I wonder to myself who will have this place
Once more filling it with love and grace
An empty old house waiting for that time.
When their will be food laughter and glasses of wine.
A house warming party full of spirit
and a brand new family living within it.
Clearing out my parents house after they passed on.