Farmhouse

(Write a poem about an abandoned place)

This old house holds a million memories

Some sad, some scary, some silly

I called it home all those years ago

Sometimes they flew by but oftentimes they felt slow

There was no heat or A.C.

The summers were blazing and the winters blustery

I remember being able to see my breath inside those walls

As well as many bugs that flew and crawled

I shared my room with the field mice from outside

Many of whom crawled inside my bedroom walls to die

I covered all the holes with posters of idols

And naked beheaded baby dolls

This may sound bleak at best

There were some dark times I must confess

That old farm house held a lot of pain

But it doesn’t hold all the blame

Because, had I never lived in those paint peeled walls

I wouldn’t have known my dad at all

I moved in not a year after the divorce

He became my rock of sorts

I don’t remember knowing that man before that day

Before I moved in it was always my mom and me

She loved the attention I brought for her

Until I made dating even harder

That’s when I moved into that old home

Times were rough but I was never alone

I had laughs and tears and everything in between

But at least I had my dad with me