#WritcoPoemChallenge
Lost in time,
weaved with memories,
It was but an old house injury
Forgotten by society's tendencies.

Tall grasses and vines,
covered the once grand entrance,
Windows boarded, a decrepit sign,
Nĺo longer a place for habitation.

Yet, it bore witness to a life,
Full of laughter and tears,
The creaks and groans were rife,
Telling stories of...