In the timeworn house
the windows are shattered
smashed from storms
still the story matters
Once upon a time
many generations flourished
the house an anchor
which the spirit was nourished
There was love and laughter
adventure filled the air
a swing on the porch
where music played with a flair
Some times were hard
broken dreams from a depression
still the house comforted
leaving a powerful impression
Times remain lean
through a world war
a bountiful garden fed them
the land was not poor
Elders died
the young went their own way
the house abandoned
land reclaimed it one day
Echoes of the past
can be heard in the wind
love and laughter
new generations walk by with a grin
copyright 2024 Debbie Pierce
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A wonderful poignant poem Debbie! Well done, superb!
Thank you. I enjoy looking at old houses and imagining the stories that these homes hold. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!
The comfort and significance of the parental home. Thanks for joining in Debbie.
I will always remember the joy of family stories at reunions in my grandparent’s home. Love and laughter. Thanks for reading. My pleasure. The word prompts are fun as always. Have a wonderful day!
Thanks Debbie. Have a lovely Sunday.
I love your poem Debbie and the image is poignant. Thank you for joining in. With our Timeworn challenge. 🙂
Thank you. My pleasure. Timeworn was a fun challenge. Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!