An Unloved House

Shutters fallen off;
paint chipped away
from the dilapidated
house that once stood
in pristine glory.

Bricks discolored,
brown from the storms that
turned the mortar into clay.

Her boards of wood
splintered from the
wind and rain that
beat against her.
the raging storms of
days gone by left
her battered and
bruised from
molding in the hot,
unforgiving sun.

Overgrown weeds wild
and overflowing so tall
left uncared for fill
the yard so thick;

Each day she sat without
care;slowly disintegrating,
becoming but a shell of her
former self.

No one to love
her as they did when she
was younger. Just an empty
shell of days gone by.


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