The house for generations stood,

Gently cared for

Now lays abandoned

Four decades, that’s where they stayed

Where they shared, cried, laughed and played.

 

Ivy has taken over the south side

Growing under the easements

Leaving nothing to hide

Its covered up the windows

Taken over the rain gutter spouts

Twisting and climbing, trying to block it out

 

The walkway now over grown with weeds

Wild flowers and dandelions,

spill their sacred seed

The driveway now cracked and uprooted,

The tree that was planted, too closely suited

The house sad now, cries out

Why did the family leave

 

©2016 Amanda Potter