Tuesday, August 18, 2015

THE OLD HOUSE.

I can't believe it's more than a year since I last posted on here.



THE OLD HOUSE
How did you end up without your clothes
on a quiet back road where nobody goes.
Choirs of daffodils, are singing out loud,
remembering the days, you once stood proud.
A click of the shutter, your beauty shines through,
Oh how I wonder, what happened to you?


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