Wednesday, August 22, 2012

The House of Endeavours

Copyright © 2012 Tryphena Louise Williams

There stood a house of past endeavours

Filled to the brim with time lost treasures

Dull colours reflecting from paint well worn

A derelict house stood all tattered and torn

Old windows rattled with a haunting sound

An abandoned lifetime all scattered around

Time was the owner of this crumbling mess

Long ago the keeper of house was laid to rest

Faded pictures swung freely from rusty nails

Through opened doors the wind it howled

A home of laughter now silenced of word

The creaking house a nesting place for birds

Treasures of old had little meaning to some

The passing of time like shadows in the sun

A stranger wondered what had come to pass

The old house groaned I wasn't built to last



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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

a great piece. made me want to live there and restore life into the place

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