Gray Blue Sky
On a lonely hill
Stands a lonely house
Under a gray blue sky.
An empty shell
Of what used to be
A reminder of days
Gone by.
It's walls once housed
A family with love
It's roof kept them
Safe and dry.
It's windows shown
With the bright morning sun
As they watched the world go by.
If ever you pass this lonely house
Stop a minute and think
Of all the lives and all the love
That's passed through this lonely place.
And remember with awe
How life must have been
Under a gray blue sky.
Copyright © Josette Key | Year Posted 2009
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