once a home

Posted: August 22, 2014 in Random
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Darkend by disaster
A house once a home
Filled with sadness
Now Family has gone
No screaching children
Barking of dogs
No joyful music
lifting rafters aloft
Bright painted window
Smell of bread baked fresh
Or sweet smell of flowers welcoming home
Time waits for no man
As it speeds by
Our contempory stuctures once full and alive
Filled with hollow memories dormant and deprived
What fate awaits us In our lifetime

  1. Zara says:

    The homeless home…brilliantly penned!

  2. hocuspocus13 says:

    Reblogged this on hocuspocus13 and commented:
    jinxx xoxo

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