NostalgiaA Poem by Alyss ErulisseI lived in a trailer with my parents until I was two, and I was happy. Then, we built a house in front. My parents now see the trailer as little more than an eyesore and a storage place.Walking through the trailer Remembering the warmth of happy memories Missing that simple happiness Thinking of the long life that followed Wondering where it went wrong When did the loneliness creep in? Could anything have been done? This place was a shelter Now it is dank and shadowed Dusty and crowded A limbo for idle possessions A space to cover up © 2014 Alyss ErulisseAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAlyss ErulisseTXAboutWriting is my passion, but I am always looking for new ways to bring my stories to life. I am an individual with a multitude of creative interests. Favorite Pastimes: ballet, painting, reading,.. more..Writing
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