This Old House

The moment I laid eyes on it,
this old house seemed familiar.
Something spoke to me 
within it’s weathered walls,
whispered of days long ago
when life was easier.

I am comfortable here at home 
with it’s century-old secrets, 
crooked sandstone walkways,
sweet-scented lilacs. 
Even the birds seem accustomed 
to each old tree. 

And the porch! 
What a place to dream,
with it’s squeaky old swing
just like Granny’s!

This old house with it’s worn 
floor boards, and cozy rooms 
flavored with antique treasures
is the essence of me.

(c) 2001 Susan Maree Jeavons
 

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