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