red bricks salty to the touch
eyes glaze amazed at the height of the home we live
wrapped in a bubble of love and laughter.
Oh build my children a home like this.
No missing hug or thought went homeless with us
Warmth in the winter making angels in the back
building a tree house in the big apple trees.
climbing over walls for the many balls that flew by.
So many memories hidden in the garden
burnt food as we were busy dreaming away.
we made forts from sheets old than we.
pegs and rulers to support the castle we own.
Oh, the beauty we saw in our young eyes.
Creating a world that couldn’t hurt us.
Take me back to the red house made from love
now the hourglass has turned and the house is the only one left.
Take me back to make that red-bricked building a home.
Childhood memories of growing up around love and adventure. So many adventure that have made my heart glow.