The house was a sad and pitiful sight <br />When I saw it on I-40 as I took a drive <br />I was shocked the moment I saw it <br />It didn’t look like it could possibly survive <br /> <br />The boards were crooked and warped <br />Many loose and hanging down <br />This two story house was isolated <br />Many miles outside of town <br /> <br />Its usefulness had died years ago <br />Along with the people who had lived here <br />I wondered what it would take to destroy it <br />A storm would blow it down I feared <br /> <br />The grass had grown tall and lank <br />Engulfing this poor sad home <br />Nobody to live in its walls <br />No animals around it to roam <br /> <br />It seemed as though its life shouldn’t end <br />But of course it was too late for it now <br />If only the fields could be used again <br />I’d love to see a horse and a plow <br /> <br />In my mind I listened carefully <br />As I crept in like a quiet little mouse <br />But its life was over forever and now <br />It was only a ghost of a house!<br /><br />Marilyn Lott<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/only-a-ghost-of-a-house/
