I Hate To See A House

Poem By Dorsey Baker

I hate
To see a house
Visibly falling
To its knees
I hate
To see a house
Its body trembling
And breaking
A house thats homeless
A house
With loneliness
Upon its face
No window
Is its eyes
No door
Is its mouth
Its body fully
Faced with old age
And its demise!

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