An Open Window
An open window invites a curious look
What enticing stories are lurking inside
Fluttering pages of a neglected book,
What has become of those who occupied
This once grand abode of the leisure class,
Living in the most favored neighborhood
With manicured shrubs and fresh-cut grass,
What turned the tide from times so good?
When tight shingles framed a painted sill
Flowered walks welcomed all who'd heed,
Admiringly, and most likely they would still
But untended the place has gone to seed.
All that beckons is an open window calling
Attention to the contents long abandoned,
I stand in awe wondering why I'm stalling
The old place my attention commanding.
Written September 1, 2022
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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