#WritcoPoemChallenge

Lost in time,
weaved with memories,
It was but an old house
Stood tall as if to touch the sky
Shadowed us like a parent
And now it's fading
Fading into nothingness
As fast as the blowing wind
We couldn't help but stare
Helpless and clueless.
Our protests to rebuild it
Went in vain
Just like a baby crying ...