Fritz Purdum Poet Rhyme

A New Home

Take me away from the place I am
it's comforts have long ceded
Boarded are my old neighbor's homes
I feel as though my street I am alone
I bolt the doors turn on the porch lights
hoping to disarm any theft at night
sleepy edgy and ever slight
It's time for a new home

Well I miss the old spread
for decades in it I made my bed
Family and friends echo from the walls
so many tears and laughter to recall
The roses that bloomed every spring
in summer the smell of lilacs sing
The kitchen big the bedrooms small
the linen door that won't stay shut in the hall

Old and creepy worn and dim
looks like my house will faint, so many repairs needed
The city demolished the old Jones house
and soon to be gone is that of the widow Faust
I could patch up my house and make it swell
but I fear alone with vacant lots I would dwell
It's time to move but would my place even sell
looking for a new home

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