The House on Country Road

forties porch

 The house on Country Road is empty now
The shadows hesitate as the memories linger

No love is lost as my heart goes back
listening for the melody of the singer

forties shadows dooe

The scent of lives once lived inside the walls
stays upon my skin like notes inside my head

forties smoking

So strange the way life once so alive,
is the part inside of me that is now most dead.

Keri London



5 thoughts on “The House on Country Road

  1. Wow Di…so powerful…so sad. We just have to remember that all the roads…smooth, bumpy, potholes, CRATERS…have led us to our current destination. Much love to you 🙂

    • Lorrie
      THIS was a poem I actually wrote a few months after she died. I had horrible guilt for many years until recently something happened that changed that. I will have to figure out how to incorporate it into my story as well as my faith in God. 😉
      Which I have slowly tried to insert.
      Thanks for reading♡♡

      • More than welcome Di. It just breaks my heart that you had to go through that torture…for what sounds like a long time. But I also have strong faith and know that everything happens the way it is supposed to!! Carry on…you are doing a great job!!!

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