Old shack on unkempt grounds

Weeds, wild daisies surround

Planks grayed, broken, damaged.

Door askance as if left in hurry.

Walk inside takes risk to safety.

Windows mirror the brokenness.

Lonely continuity room to room.

Dust catches in coughing throat

No furniture remains in place

except old blue, broken couch.

Looks as if thirty years or older

Difficult to believe once lived-in.

Walk room to room no life signs.

Leave with deep inhale fresh air

Sad abandonment is its name.

Address once 1903 Blossom Lane

Other houses on street in hiding

Trample many weeds to escape.

Once a dream, now, abandoned.


Susans Soul


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