Ashley Gleason Poet Rhyme

Home no more

Our childhood home in old Monroe 
Is now home to someone I do not know
I knocked once but was left standing 
Alone and waiting on the patio 
Like when we waited for Dad many years ago
My family sold it when they up and moved away 
Under some spell or hopeful for a change 
Sometimes people need to go their own way 

I saw your childhood home 
After a handsome young man had died 
Now looks dilapidated 
And I don't dare go inside 
I stopped next to the gravel driveway 
Only to look 
But I couldn't take a step or get too close 
For I was frozen with fear  
That perhaps Id see your injured ghost 

Childhood is childhood and cannot last long
Sometimes Love flows in and away too quickly
For us to grab it or hold on 
A house is a shell it's people that make it a home
And when they are gone it feels strange and lonesome

I cannot go back home ever again 
For those places no longer exist 
Except In my head

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