
Old house on a hill,
Long since forgotten and filled with abandonment,
Once a home.
Oh what a thrill
to have built such a development
Once a home.
Build with such skill,
This establishment,
Once a home.
Stands there still,
Once a family’s settlement,
Once a home.
Till progress comes to have its fill,
Leaving the house in dismantlement
Once a home.
Bending to the will
Of advancement.
Once a home.
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