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The House That Used To Be A Home

Author: Dawnyd
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As I pass by many abandoned homes in these tough times, these words came to mind.
Please let me know what you think.

The House That Used To Be A Home

The House That Used To Be A Home
All The Life And Love Now Is Gone
Deserted And Desolate
Chipping Paint, Fallen Shutters
Disarry And Decodence

The House That Used To Be A Home
Now Stands Decrepite And All Alone
Haunting Of Souls That Have Passed Through
With Echos Of Voices That Life Once Knew
In The House That Used To Be A Home

Pain And Sadness Left Behind
Joyous Memories In Decline
Silent Suffering Some Don't Know
In The House That Used To Be A Home

Submitted on 2010-09-13 11:37:30     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  It reminds me of every house I ever moved out of- looking it over one last time before shutting the door. Oh I did see one word that was not capitalized when the rest were- memories- just to keep consistent.

Thanks for sharing.
| Posted on 2010-09-15 00:00:00 | by isis_lenore | [ Reply to This ]
  So sorry to hear that. There is such sadness and pain left behind when there is a split. Thanks for taking your time to read and respond. I a very greatful.
Keep on writing!
| Posted on 2010-09-13 00:00:00 | by Dawnyd | [ Reply to This ]
  This is sad, and has the hollow ring that echoes in a house vacated when a family separates.

It reminds me of the way I felt when I opened the door to the empty house that my first wife had vacated when she left me, and took all of the furnishings and my son. The fact that it used to echo happy noises made by the baby playing and the busy clatter of a home occupied by us just made the hollow vacant echoes heartbreaking.

Nice work Dawn.
| Posted on 2010-09-13 00:00:00 | by Ron Cole | [ Reply to This ]

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