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House

January 15, 2024
By Averysuz BRONZE, Ames, Iowa
Averysuz BRONZE, Ames, Iowa
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We built a home out of thoughts 

Feelings were our foundation 

Memories our walls


Windows always open letting leaves of love float in

The key hidden under a tree of trust 

A door only we can open 


Hinges holding in the hope that we would last forever 


But rent is due 

Our house is filled with termites of time 


The author's comments:

This poem represents the feelings of an unfilled relations by relating it to characteristics of a house. 


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