The Empty House

This is the poem I read at The Russell.  Where open-mic is held every Monday.  I wanted to do something different for my birthday and share my feelings as well:

The Empty House

I am empty and need 

some tender loving care. 

 I have many scattered weeds 

and plenty of space to share.

Vines are creeping around me, 

taking over my foundation. 

Soon I will need debris removed

and maybe some restoration.

My structure is pretty much intact, 

 The furnace is over 30 years old. 

But having a few cracks 

shouldn’t prevent me from being sold.

 Some painting and trimming 

would improve my appearance. 

I have no pool for swimming 

or even a garden with a white fence.

But this shouldn’t keep a family 

from showing some interest. 

Since I have four beautiful trees 

that make up for the rest

I have been on the market 

for as long as I remember. 

No one has bought me yet

 But a family, I will have, come December.

Written on June 25, 2006 

I lived in this home since December 21, 2000. And because of layoff and the in between jobs I am at risk of losing it.  My dilemma is if I let it go it goes into foreclosure, if I sell it I go into an apartment that are more in cost in rent.  Go figure!