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That House Up The Street

From my kitty cat curtains
And parted blinds white
I can’t know for certain
But something not right

As I peek down the street
It is with no small dismay
Those neighbors I meant to meet
Soon, are moving away

No time for baking or making
A plate of cookie’d treats
Or rolling of red carpets-
    Down the suburban streets

Is the place haunted, leaky,
Or maybe mouse infested?
Or is it that glooming tree
Where ‘neath light’s never rested?

I must admit, the place seems
In perpetual gloom
Maybe all their dreams 
Are of their eventual doom

If that's the case
I’d guess I’d run too
I mean, c’mon
Wouldn’t you?

Its a shame though
They seemed kinda nice
With a happy glow
And flecks of wedding rice

Just an image that sits in my head
They still hold hands like high-school kids
They have that air of the fresh and newly wed
Maybe they see faces when they close their eyelids

To go with the whispers that they hear in the corners
And whisps that slip up down the stairs
Replaying tragedy that befell the first owners
Maybe the ghosts only want whats theirs
To be left alone in their house with their despairs

Such a notion makes me feel sorry for both
The family that moved in and also the ghost
Each seeming need room for growth
A happy home and giving host

Maybe fix up the place
Instead of making changes
Lighting the old fireplace
Making polite exchanges

Dreaming of what an exiting life it would be
I’m half wondering if it be fun a life for me
All I do is peer out this window
Ever since my husband became widowed

I was so glad the day he remarried
I missed him coming round the cemetery
So I decided to come home and pay visit
But since then never seemed to want to leave
When he passed away I couldn’t greave
They past away, the same hour, and happily
His parting words, with her by his side
That he was so lost the day that I died
But then he met Ruth and things got better
How he wished I could have met her
She smiled and knew all the while
That I was near and that made me smile
The way they danced, the people we knew
And how she never dared replace you.

It was bitter sweet, but in the end
She was the best thing that
Could have happened for him 
He wasn't alone grieving and sad
All of this made me quite glad

But they moved on and into the light
I wanted to stay in the house for one last night
Well, its been a few decades if it been a year
Since I watched so many lives come and go here
But at least here they stayed a while
At least here they’d laugh and smile

But that drab house up on the corner lot
That house that has always remained a blot
Seems to need a special touch
And truth is I’ve loved it so much

Its wooden shutters engraved
With matching hearts
The fence’s iron staved twisting arch
Sure that glooming tree seems really dark
But it keeps the kids off the grass and in the park

You know what, I think I’m moving
Instead of just sitting here and disapproving
In fact Joanne never brought back my baking dish
A more perfect excuse than I could ever wish

I’ll pay her a visit with bags in hand
And see why she deals with such a heavy hand
I remind her how it was when we started out
And that she shouldn’t push away, rage or shout
But help the younglings weather through
The way our parents used to

And that's what I did, if it matters to you
We’ve been the bestest friends through and through
And If could share a thought of two
It would be give to life and it will give back to you
All the good that you do.
Yes, its true
All the good that you do
Will make its way back to you.
But be forewarned, All the bad too!

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