I remember when I used to hold parties,
the annual family Thanksgiving dinner, and
I still remember the first time
They came home with her new baby sister.
Oh, it couldn’t have been better.
The perfect family picked me and not any other house.
I was different, I didn’t have red bricks and my backyard was huge.
The kids played in it all day, until they started elementary school.
I watched the kids grow up while I stayed the same.
And then it was, the last one finally graduated highschool.
Everyone left me.
They all moved onto bigger things but I stayed here.
The parents retired and moved down to an apartment complex.
I was lonely.
I sat there silently, no one ever drove up to my driveway again
and I didn’t ever see a “for sale” sign in my front yard.
I felt lost, but I knew the time I spent with them will hold memories
In my heart forever.
