#WritcoPoemChallenge
Lost in time,
weaved with memories,
It was but an old house
Lost in time, a relic stands
An old house worn by tender hands
Memories woven like a tapestry
Faded threads of moments gone, yet still they be

In every creak, a story's told
Of laughter, tears, and moments old
The wind whispers secrets in its ear
And the old house remembers, year by year

In halls of memory, shadows roam
Echoes of lives that once called home
Forgotten dreams, like dust, remain
Yet in the heart, love's embers still remain

The old house stands, a testament to time
A keeper of secrets, a treasure sublime
Where memories linger, a nostalgic embrace
A reminder of moments in a bygone place.

I hope you enjoy it!
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