The House
It was a lonely house
Standing sad and neglected
Like a single tooth in an otherwise
Empty Mouth
No joy emanated from its silent walls
A gloom hung over it
Smothering anyone who encountered it
Many did, but there was no welcome here
It’s in the past now
Happier abodes beckoned
The residents moved on to happier lives
And the house?
Who knows or even cares.
Who knows or even cares.
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