OUR LITTLE YELLOW HOUSE

Days Gone By

Photo by Jordan Whitfield on Unsplash

I went there the other day

The country road is paved

There’s even a traffic light near the corner store

I pulled in our drive

Ruts rattled my car

I thought of the times we had

Most good

Can’t remember any bad

I stood in the yard

The apple tree needed trimming

And weeds were tall

I could barely see the porch

I climbed the three steps

They creaked as usual

That board was still loose

The front door was unhinged

Some windows were broke

Inside, graffiti covered the walls

Sheetrock kicked in

And the roof still leaked

But now much worse

I stepped out to the rear deck

It was quiet

The new freeway was still

Not many cars yet

Prefab houses covered our back pasture

The stock pond was dry