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The world is covered with a blanket of snow Icicles glimmer in the light Sounds of children laughing Excited about the visit Chimneys bellow out smoke Pots and pans gleam And the cats got the cream I sit in a empty house All cold and alone No fire in the grate is lit No presents lay waiting to be unwrapped I cast my mind to days gone by When laughter filled these walls When footsteps were in the hall Forever young with these dreams But still all alone
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Dec 21, 2020
Dec 21, 2020 at 9:27 AM UTC
Lonesome
The world is covered with a blanket of snow Icicles glimmer in the light Sounds of children laughing Excited about the visit Chimneys bellow out smoke Pots and pans gleam And the cats got the cream I sit in a empty house All cold and alone No fire in the grate is lit No presents lay waiting to be unwrapped I cast my mind to days gone by When laughter filled these walls When footsteps were in the hall Forever young with these dreams But still all alone
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kathleen-3
Dec 21, 2020
Dec 21, 2020 at 9:27 AM UTC
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