He returned to the house where his chair used to sit,
But the house was locked up and his key didn’t fit.
So he sat drinking tea wondering what he should do…
“I guess I’ll go back to room 142.”
He returned to the house where his chair used to sit,
But the house was locked up and his key didn’t fit.
So he sat drinking tea wondering what he should do…
“I guess I’ll go back to room 142.”
What happened to the fellow who never feared a dream?
This place could not be home to him…..so he devised a little scheme!
They all seemed very friendly…. so Orin tried his best.
It’s just that he had things to do. It wasn’t time to rest!
The children soon took notice that Father’s not all there.
So they packed away the memories and gave away the chair…
In a dimly lighted room, In a scruffy beat up chair,
Orin sat amongst the memories…. and wished that she was there.
stay tuned…..
That just about says it all!