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OLD HOUSE, by                    
First Line: How dry the grass is now
Last Line: Old house, old heart.
Subject(s): Abandonment; Absence; Desertion; Separation; Isolation


How dry the grass is now,
How stiff and dead
Where once I lay upon the green
With pillowed head.

How squat the tree I plucked
Of golden fruits,
How gray and hard the bark is now,
No new green shoots.

The house, its paint so worn—
The sagging wood—
It won't be long before you lie
Where once you stood.

How long ago it's been
To be apart.
But here, at last, again we meet—
Old house, old heart.





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