My memories have all been boarded up
and my childhood totally overgrown
the past is filled with dereliction
a haven that I've always known

ghosts roam through all the rooms
dampness spreads along the wall
but I remember infectious laughter
as we played hide and seek or football

the long drive covered with weeds
leads up to porch that stood so grand
oh for the sadness of the family home
that's slowly been taken over by the land !

(c) Lissie Bull 2017