Memories of my Home
A faded past
Slipped into Shadows
Creating Waves in my thoughts
Ohhh how I long to go back
My old room
The cosiness of the Walls
Tiny as was my little refuge
Joy and laughter filled our lives
A once closeneat family
Everyone left choosing their on path
Like a bad dream I keep coming back
As if to rekindle our Birth place
Now nothing more than a dark empty space
Hiding secrets of 50 years
Even the cracked Walls tell a story
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