Abandoned house weathered and gray
Sadly stands in the distance
Hearts of love once filled its walls
Now empty it reeks of decay
Children once played on its floor
Their giggles echoing under its roof
House that once stood shiny and white
Laughing voices are heard no more
Standing in the shadows of a distant past
Feeling the love that was in the air
Hearing it sing of love long gone
Love's sweet magic didn't last
Standing on the outskirts of a poetic rhyme
Feeling the magic that was once inside
I smile with each stoke of my brush
Capturing its aura that is lost in time
Abandoned house weathered and gray
Wind whistles through the cracks
Still, its weathered beauty fills my eye
On the landscape like an antique bouquet