House

An exert from The House with Nobody in it by Joyce Kilmer
But a house that has done what a house should do,
a house that has sheltered life,
That has put its loving wooden arms around a man and his wife,
A house that has echoed a baby's laugh and held up his stumbling feet,
Is the saddest sight, when it's left alone, that ever your eyes could meet. 

So whenever I go to Suffern along the Erie track
I never go by the empty house without stopping and looking back,
Yet it hurts me to look at the crumbling roof and the shutters fallen apart,
For I can't help thinking the poor old house is a house with a broken heart. 

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I love these colors. Especially the blue against the coppery brown and a hint of green.

Angel

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2 Responses to House

  1. Charlie Smith says:

    Thanks for making me cry.

  2. darlene says:

    how sad and also so incredibly beautiful, xo

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