The Abandoned Shack Poem by TR Jones

I was feeling down one day
I really needed to get away
So I went for a stroll
So I could crawl out of my hole
But it started to storm
I had to find a place to keep warm
I found an interesting shack
Way out in the back
I tried so hard to get in
For true happiness lied within
But the door was locked
No one answered when I knocked
I rubbed the dirt from the glass
I could see a little at last
In the middle of this shack
I saw stack upon stack
Of pictures of times of pleasure
Each one a little treasure
Photos of things that could have been
If only I could have gotten in
But someone locked up well
So no one else could dwell
Under this protective roof
All the locks showed the proof
I clearly could not find shelter there
So I walked away as I shed a tear
Hopefully I will find some protection
No so unlike this rejection