Family Ties
Family ties welcoming with warm bliss
midst kiss and hugs of every brod and sis
contagious laughter of exuberance...
exude our ancestral house we can’t miss.
Thus, in passing by an ancient abode
its garden full of ferns, and weeds-bestowed
decrepit roof whispers “I need repair”
we just sighed at the load along the road.
Evoking forlorn beyond grandeur-state
ramshackled porch hides against rusty gate
while antique door bearing rosette design
shows golden staircase railings of great weight.
Touched by the sight of the pitiful site
we know in our hearts, we should do what’s right
as now, we behold through our van’s window
home we pray* as our faith's dome of delight.
*2Thessalonians 1:11 Wherefore also we pray always for you, that our God would count you worthy of this calling, and fulfil all the good pleasure of his goodness, and the work of faith with power.
July 18, 2020
2nd place, "Decaying House" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France; judged on 7/19/2020.
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