House
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Written October 5, 2023
For The Contest,
“Halcyon, Heartbroken, House" Words
Sponsor, Constance La France

I used to be a home, but now
I'm just a house left all alone.
One time, I had a beating heart;
alive, with caring love, it shone.
Abandoned, now I barely stand
from long neglect and clime abuse;
weak with a sunken roof and porch-
no purpose now, no needed use.
And so, I'm left without a heart-
a semblance of what used to be.
A house can only be a home
when filled with love and harmony.
My shattered windows now just stare,
as seasons come and go each year,
recalling happy days of old-
when I was once a home, held dear.
Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2023
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