On a Drive

The Houses space apart After a Stop sign to this street; With Nightmares on the lawn Where the Maple trees grow tall. Small critters travel through Birds flitter in their turn You drove passed once and noticed One House more than the others. Its driveway slightly cracked, But no need for new repairs. Nothing was inviting you Past the few Porch walkway stairs. The windows looking down Saw straight into your face; The House is not abandoned But there is no sign of life. Behind is fence and gateway. Briefly passing bye, You remember in a dreamscape Some lone House along your drive.