Lite-Brite Pegs Scattered Across The Floor








This room is not giving me any heat

The house is telling me it’s time for me to go

We filled up the bin that it’s on the driveway

And will be sending it all away soon

After all the memories have been sorted

I am caught up in the middle

Of moving on and letting go

I am going back to where I started

All that is left are the cards on the table

Lite-Brite pegs scattered across the floor