Our home stood tall the upstairs was a place to pretend
Sisters acting all grown up learned to be very best friends
A happy visit we would make ourselves for things to discover
The year seems to pass playing real dress-up for us to uncover
The hidden cove over the stair we found reasons to dress up
There we had tea time in beautiful desert rose antique cups
The old victora would play along while we listen and sing
The two story house brought much love with those old things
The arch shape window was so bright in the warm summer light
With all the suitcase we daydreamed lots of wonderful sights
Once in a while I see sister as a bride with pearls of white
In the cove was a refuge when the chores were done we be quiet
Even today we think of the days that we had our future plans
Think of all those old things that went through so many hands
They give us many pleasures and treasures brings to our mind
There's a get together among our memories we go back in time
(c) Johanna Fields 07/20/2007
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