Here at this house.

othendonald By othendonald, 15th Sep 2015 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL
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So many memories live in this old house. I could never leave.

Here at this house...

There are too many memories-here at this house..
Voices floating softly through the halls
Sweet smells so near, someone-I could touch;
Here in the air, so still, I can feel my heart beating
As I sit thinking of you, it’s almost-too much.

There are so many memories-here at this house..
Laughter filled the air, with happiness and love
It seems so far away, if only-I could just concentrate;
I could live it again, feel the breath on my chest
Swooning lightly in the joy, knowing-it’s not too late.

Are there too many memories-here at this house??
Every single inch reminds me of a lifetime ago
I am told to start over again-and put it all away;
But I had more joy than pain, this is what I need
These are all of my memories-and here I will stay.

Copyright 2015 Othen Donald Dale Cummings


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author avatar othendonald
I am Othen Donald Dale Cummings. I enjoy writing short stories and poetry. I have self published a few of my works under "A Pet Banana Production."

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author avatar brendamarie
22nd Sep 2015 (#)

There is a house like that for me. But, sadly my family doesn't own it anymore.

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