Memories

Memories

I walked out and closed the door

To enter here I would no more.

Oh the memories this old house did hold

Of years gone by, of winters cold.

Of children bathing by the old wood stove

Then off to bed when they were told.

To the outhouse we would go

Fighting off ghosts and knee-deep snow.

A summer swim in a damned up creek,

An evening game of hide and seek.

A Sunday trip to Grandma's house

Around devil's elbow quick as a mouse.

If we were good and didn't fuss,

There'd be an ice cream, just for us.

Summer's over, to school we go,

Fall leaves falling, colors all aglow.

Down the hill on a piece of tin

Ice forming on many a chin.

A Christmas tree that we cut down,

The smell of the season all around.

Carols sung and stockings hung,

A turkey roasted and fresh baked pies.

Christmas morn and a hidden tree,

Then presents revealed for all to see.

This was our family, 10 siblings strong,

We all will be gone before to long.

In our place there will be

A new generation building their memories.

Time goes so fast, time goes so slow

Generations come, generations go.

In our hearts we'll always hold

Memories past, worth more than gold.