I remember when this house was new
It was built on lands pristine
I remember when this house was full
Most joyous days you’ve ever seen
I remember Grandma baking
As the family gathered round
I remember late night singing
Never heard a sweeter sound
I remember Mother reading
She always voiced the books with flair
I remember Father resting
In his favorite comfy chair
I remember Grandpa working
Working hard out in the field
I remember how he smiled
And how his spirit wouldn’t yield
I remember we were crying
When Grandpa went to sleep that day
I remember how I felt it
As he slowly slipped away
I remember how we drifted
How we slowly parted ways
And I remember how I miss them
Sometimes miss those long gone days
©The Beginning At Last
The Beginning At Last 
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