House of Their Dreams
They built the house just down the road from here,
From plans they made in ’53,
With the G I bill and all that they could save,
For the house of their dreams.
They cleared the land and left the maple trees,
To grow and one day shade the yard,
Behind the house where the children played,
And the neighbors played their cards.
This old house was made by hand,
And through the test of time she stands,
They built her strong and they built her true,
With a door that’s always open,
And love in every room.
Their house was always filled with family,
And the neighbor kids would stay so long,
After school and on through dinnertime,
And the street lights came on.
Their place was safe and light would often shine
Through the amber window shades,
At night you’d see their shadows dance,
To the music that they played.
Now I see them stand and watch the maple trees
And smile and say how much they’ve grown,
And how the house still looks the same,
Like they planned long ago.
Their kids are grown it’s just the two of them,
And sixty years of memories
They recall through weathered window panes,
In the house of their dreams.
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