while driving on a quiet country road
We came across an old deserted home, all alone
The windows were gone, the roof bowed
The people now gone, their history unknown.
We sat there for awhile staring at this lonely
Trying to imagine who might have lived there
A couple, perhaps; maybe children to embrace
How many memories here in this home did they
What were their dreams, what were their
Did they struggle every day to make ends meet
Or did they create in their family good
Facing life as it came day by day, never
But the house is empty, bare cupboards and a
Torn curtains blowing in the wind, silence
The memories long gone, no trace anywhere
Once upon a time, people did live here, of
that there is no doubt.
How long this old house stand, in the wind and
It's walls are silent, the memories all but
But we like to think good memories was made
As we slowly drive away, this house in our
memory will remain.
İMay 20, 2012