The Old House

Broken windows
From kids throwing rocks at them
A door hanging from one hinge
A large hole in the roof
Shingles are sliding off
A rusted tub
Sits in the yard
A birdbath
Full of leaves
And algae
At one time bids once sat in
Now isn’t good enough
For a fly
“A piece of history!”
Some say
Others 
“A rotten old dump!”
I know it won’t be standing
Much longer
The old Victorian
Of my street,
Of my town,
The old house
On Cherry Tree Lane


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