Abandoned
Abandoned
The house, it leans far to the right
But it still looked determined to continue its fight
Against time and weather and gravities pull
Only dreams of the days when it’s windows were full
Of clean clear glass and with curtains with frills
And children who ran through it then out over the hills
In search of adventure and caves full of gold
Through green pastures and forests oh! The stories they told
Cows in the barnyard calling for calf,
Someone in the kitchen sharing a laugh
With the children’s mother while she’s making the bread
And a cat and her kittens search for a mouse that has fled
Under the woodpile for its own safety sake
The chickens and roosters, what a noise that they make
And the cows and the horses add to the din
It was such a nice house for a large family to live in.
Then came the time when they all moved away
None of them wanted to but no one could stay
So they left the house empty and they were its heart
And a house left in that way will soon fall apart
The memories had echoed through the house for some years
But they stopped when the rain fell through the house just like tears
Windows were broken, the door off its hinge
Weeds in the yard, paint on the walls, no not a tinge
The well is now dry; the barn is no more
The tears of the house have rotted the floor
The chimney has fallen all down in a pile
Even the wood of the porch is drawn up in a smile
Windows without glass are like eyes that don’t see
And nothing shows now like it all used to be
One day it will die when the roof is laid low
And into the earth like old bones it will go
It’s so sad to see the house with its sad little lean
With only imagination to show the way it had been.
Copyright © Richard Francis | Year Posted 2009
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