Challenge
Write story or poem starting with these words. "Sometimes I think I've lived too long."
Tag me @Famewriter so I can read
“Sometimes I think I’ve lived too long”
Now I am an empty house, all alone, abandoned
out on the open prairie.
My roof sags, and leaks. My windows all broken now, where once had shiny glass.
Once my rooms were full of laughter and song
the family lived here all day long.
Once I felt the pitter patter of little feet
Running in and out to the street.
On one of my door facings you can see how
much the little ones have grown.
There was once a garden out back
and a clothesline to hang clothes to dry.
But these memories sometimes make an old
House like me shudder and cry.
Ma passed then Pa too, the kids they just didn’t know what to do.
So here I am in an empty field, with an empty life,
Sometimes I think I lived too long.
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