Music: The Frost Is All Over
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I have many memories of the homes I lived in
growing up. Some of the scenes are vivid still. Music: The Frost Is All Over |
Memories of Our HouseHow many people have lived in that house and seen the breaking of the dayHow many have left, breaking their heart as they moved away Looking at it now I see a relic of the past Memories of my time there are fading at last Sweet memories of childhood dreams So very long ago now it seems I can see my brother playing with his ball I can see my sister leaning against the wall I still see her (my mother) standing there With her pink housecoat and her short gray hair |
| All images contained herein are for viewing only and under the exclusive copyright of the artist. Phil Terry © 1997-2012 |
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