Dark green carpet upon the floor,
And old fashioned door knobs upon each door,
Grandmother's hands dancing across the ***** as she sung;
And melodies through the house rung.

Joy prevaded this pleasent house,
Where kitties once sat waiting to pounce upon a mouse,
Where my Grandmother would happily hum as she would cook;
And in the Orchard my Mamma would be reading a book.

*~Marian~