The old house stood in silence,
no one lives there anymore.
Only memories of the past,
fill each empty room.
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A clear picture in my mind here David, great imagination and thought. Many questions? Bravo.Lisa x
Just have to remember that once this 'old house' was beautiful and though it is now no longer beautiful on the outside, within it memories were made and they, the memories, will forever be beautiful despite the exterior decay.~~~~kind of like people, we may age but our beauty remains in our hearts and souls, if indeed it was ever there.~~~~~~~~lovely read was this........thanks......marci.m.(~_~)
Very bittersweet. Thank you for sharing the life story of this old house with the world. Warm regards, Sandra
A poem of immence quality, it does exactly what I need from a great write, it moves AWESOME David.. your finest with no doubt in my opinion Love duncan X
this is brilliant, i love it, (this is the former emma smith) it was just a nickname i used, but anyway- you really inspire me. Great read
if only the walls could tell David... this reminds me of that old song this old house, a sad tale of a house thats no longer a home my friend... well done on your 100 poems so far let there be many more...David 10
Your lines have rendered me speechless-it is a true story of my life-the house is still there but haunted, full of cobwebs and dust.The garden a jungle.Once it was full of life.Now its the end of an era. Very beautifully expressed.Thankyou. saroj