cheryl davis miller

Veteran Poet - 1,425 Points (2/26/57 / America)

A House Divided - Poem by cheryl davis miller

I happened once upon a house,
in a sad and overgrown state.

The shattered windows seemed to speak,
'Seems I just sit here, and wait.'

It saddened me to see the waste,
while so many homeless be.

Included once upon that list,
was just such a one as me.

I wondered how it came to be,
the house had been left as this.

I listened as the house spoke on,
and I slowly got the gist.

Sagging roof spoke, ' I at one time,
covered all that lie within.'

The walls replied, 'I did my share,
and stood strong against the wind.'

The floor said, 'Yes but it was I,
that the people tread upon.'

The foundation then spoke loudly,
' It was I all rested on.'

Long empty now of use no more,
but I now could understand.

A house divided against self,
truly will not ever stand.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Words of Jesus, so true for our times.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 28, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, October 28, 2013

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