This house is old
It creaks and sings its song
Withered and wilting
Like roses of long past lovers
Echoes with the voices of ghosts
The breath of past dwellers
The wind moves and sways the trees
Their knock and scratch against the window panes
Reminder of their long lived lives
The history they have endured
The wonders beheld in their far reaching roots
Spreading out, a strong foundation
A vessel of memories
Deeper with every year of solitude
The tree a vivid reminder of what the house once was…
Alive
About the Creator
Rauce The-sauce
I am a writer, poet, musician and aspiring novelist. I have finished a rough draft of my first full length novel and am working on rewrites and editing. I work full-time with adults with special needs and love my work.
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