The Old House
written by: Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris
The house was run down and old
briar patches lining the driveway
Pretty bushes and well tended gardens
long ago turned to heaps of dust
The deep red bricks that once stood
so strong and so proud
Now a gently faded pink
with cracks riveted throughout
Its driveway once majestic
rolling over mounds of earth
Sunken and sliding down
the sides of shifting dirt
In the back a fence tall
made of pine wood and nails
A mere crumbled mass now
reclaimed by the woods
In the center of that mangled debris
a buried hole where a pool once was
Its cerulean water sparkling pure
laid waste now beyond all repair
Held inside this fractured abode
untouched by Time’s obliterating
hand Lay memories fragmented
yet so precious and dear
First date and a wedding
a child and then two
In sickness and health
that’s where I grew up too
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