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