Monday, November 8, 2010

Real Estate of Mind

Parked outside the house I grew up in
Pausing for a moment in all the memories of a
time when the happiness filled those walls
The refreshing thoughts of being a child living with Mommy and Daddy
We once lived happily together in that house until we didn't.
 

High Ranch, 4 Bedroom, 2 1/2 bath, Marble floors, Eat in Kitchen, Skylights, Large Yard With Huge Upper Deck Off Kitchen

Maybe that's the way it looked in the paper when it went on the market, like an item off the shelf. It probably didn't list how the driveway was big enough to play basketball like I did with my Dad and Brother, or that we planted a tree on the property, which actually still stands today.

It probably won't list that the backyard has great hiding places for hide and seek and spacious enough to play tag. It may not have said that the sidewalks were too uneven to ride your bike, (a lesson I learned the hard way), or how it felt to wake up to the morning smell of a home cooked breakfast.
  
Memories hidden behind a bargain
The transaction is complete
Sign the contract and move in
Owned by doubt
Controlled by pain
Anger rises
Bleed more shame
Shed your colors
Vibrant loss
Live your life and pay the cost
Fading thunder, once was loud
Dying slowly, broken cloud
What is left are pieces strained
Much was lost and nothing gained