Wednesday, July 15, 2015

When I See An Old House








When I see an old house on display
So many fond memories come to mind
 Children laughing and playing everyday
So much joy and happiness left behind

I see green grass and flowers in bloom
Big tall trees that reach high as the sky
The kitchen being the most popular room
On the window sill sits a tasty, apple pie

The clotheslines are hanging full as can be
Beautiful quilts airing in the spring time sun
Windows being washed, gardening tremendously
So many chores to do and happily having fun

There’s that old swing hanging from a tree
Where many childhood days were well spent
Oh the sound of children’s voices so merrily
Depicts the joys of innocence that still ascent

When I see an old house it touches my heart
To hear in those home-sweet rooms laughter ring
Knowing such timeless beauty will always stand apart
Like the squeaking noise of that old porch swing

A century of growth, sun and rain can never erase
Or take away the priceless stories still left to tell
Even the old chimney stands proud, tall with grace
A reminder of a fireplace and the warmth that it held

A house holds more than paint, walls and floors
It holds the treasured love of those that lived within 
 So much peace and tears of happiness, it still pours
Built the foundation to last forever without end

When I see an old house it speaks loud and clear
It soothes my soul and gives me peace of mind
To know there’s a clear cut past to others so dear
How could I ever forget or leave it all behind

© Susie Swanson, 2015

8 comments:

  1. This is a wonderful poem, Susie. Those old houses held a lot of happiness, didn't they. Thank you for your kind comments on my blog. I hope you are having a good day.

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    1. They sure did Daisy.. Thank you so much.

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  2. Susie, I love your poetry. When I see a house still standing straight, even though it's has no windows...it has to have good bones to be so straight...then I wonder why was it left alone. Blessings, xoxo,Susie

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    1. Thank you Susie and blessings to you.

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  3. Old houses always fascinate me; I can't help but wonder about the people who lived there in times past. Hope you're feeling better!

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    1. Thank you Charlotte.. I feel the same way.

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  4. Those old houses are testaments of a bygone day, for sure. Thank you for sharing. You are always a blessing!

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    1. They sure are. Thank you Elaine and you are a blessing to me.

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