She was a Beautiful House

A model house once stood where I stand now
Two stories with stunning rooms inside
The roof and brown shutters
Defended from the outside
Smooth bricks shrouded
Vibrant wallpaper inside
When warm breezes swept across the curtains
Two girls in white dresses and long hair
Burst out of the front door
Spinned cartwheels on the tidy lawn
When the lawn turned brown
The girls wept, and then were gone
Termites buried deep into each crevice
Boring holes that consumed the gentle wood
Angels sang for her crown
At first she resisted
But the tumor persisted
And finally wore her down
There’s a crumbling old shed crouching in back
Screened by an overgrown hydrangea bush
Unpainted and untainted
It stores chairs with sagging canes
And cracked vinyl records
She’ll never listen to again
For Kristine

© 2015 Renata Manzo

2 thoughts on “She was a Beautiful House

  1. Love it! Life goes on! This makes me think of when a co-worker and I delivered food for Meals On Wheels. There was one house in particular where an elderly couple lived. It was in a state of disrepair. My friend and I both had tears in our eyes when we pulled into the driveway. We were both imagining the same thing. There were children laughing and playing in a beautiful yard.


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