Even A House Needs A Home

Blowing in the wind, alone, with
broken hinges of torn shutters
battern and worn, faded paint
showing where barley once had
its own shine, sadly I thought, it
seems like a vision of what was
once, rather than what it could be

Glimmers of where once a family
would have been so prowd to have
been able to call home, now alone,
barin, and empty without a shadow
to even cast its ray of hope

Funny, how many times this old
house witheld so many storms of life
And now it only seems fitting that
someone should purchase it
Even a house needs a home………