Old House Holds the Ghost of Her Memory

Old House Holds the Ghost of Her Memory

(After Mommy died, Daddy got the blues)

Old house holds the ghost of her memory
The walls need paint leaking roof with each rain
Old house keeps only what God can set free

Changed furniture—still her ghost he does see
Empty chair across the room does remain
Old house holds the ghost of her memory

Last night he heard her footsteps quietly
Go down stairs—breathing at the window pane
Old house keeps only what God can set free

He heard her faint sigh then woke abruptly
Moon peered in cat scratched at the window pane
Old house holds the ghost of her memory

New siding, plumbing, landscaping might free
This house from the ghost that it does contain
Old house keeps only what God can set free

Perhaps he’ll paint the walls a hue that she
Did not like—from there she then may refrain
Old house holds the ghost of her memory
Old house keeps only what God can set free