Laugher And Tears
Where has all the laugher gone?
by Edna Mae Donaldson
In this house that was a home,
That echoed from the rafters,
Before the children roamed,
Where is all the happiness?
That made this house home.
That caressed and blessed, this haven of a home.
Where is all the pitter-patter of tiny dimpled feet,
That toddled here and toddled there, from all
who were so sweet.
Where is all the laughter, mingling with the tears.
That's disappeared along with time,
And the passing of the years.