Abandoned House With a Garden

This garden’s abandoned, the lawn grass is tall The bushes and plants have grown high Cracked slabs path is uneven and small No one’s around to tell why Front door’s off the latch, windows open wide The table set looks quite appealing Dishes of silver, and cutlery bright A spider’s web hangs from the ceiling Wormwood and ivies, greens of all kinds Almost conceal the brick walls Nature triumphs over man made designs It's not a surprise, after all. A man's born for changes, he builds and destroys One day he sits back, thinks it's good Some say now she comes on a pale Rolls Royce Oh does she? I’m not quite assured.