Growing Up

In the house

Nobody lived at

Merely those

That functioned

In their roles

Mom dad

Brother sister

Occasional dog

All but one that

Mysteriously

Disappeared

Built fresh in a

New neighborhood

Not quite gated

Rather….. pompous

Friends scarce

Nowhere to be found

Stay home

Build character

Clean fold dust

Make beds

Vacuum rake

No……..

Not the leaves

The shag carpet

And for God’s sake

Put things back

Where they belong

Whatever you do

Keep occupied

“Busy” doing stuff

Eat everything on

Your plate even if

You are full or

Don’t even like it

Should I go on or

Save the rest for

My autobiography

As this came about

From the contemplation

If I could “live” there now

Would I ………….hmmmm

Although it is built and

Designed very well

It is only a house

Not a home….like

Where I live now

 

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“Just an observation, maybe I need different glasses.”

– Angelo Devlin