RKB's Cincinnati House - Poetry

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Cincinnati House

Cincinnati house
Small garden out front
Welcoming any friendly visitors
Reminding them of spring
But now it’s gone
From my life
Warm crackling fire inside
As smoke rises
The smell of burning wood fills my nostrils
But now it’s gone
From my life
Muffled talks in kitchen
Never able to understand
What they say
But now it’s gone
From my life
Creaky stairs as I head up for bed
Creak
Creak
Creak
But now it’s gone
From my life
6 years old
Stairs so steep
As if I were climbing Mount Everest
Sitting on my bottom
Slowly
Scooting
Myself
Down
Down
Down
But now it’s gone
From my life
Cold in the family room
As chills run up my back
Playing tag
One after another
But now it’s gone
From my life
As I plop face down on the beige couch
Breathing in the scent of
Old furniture
But now it’s gone
From my life

Sitting in the kitchen on a warm sunny morning
The birds sing’n there song of gratitude
Saying:
Thanks for the food
But now it’s gone
Thinking back to those days
When that old house was still part of my life
I just sit there
Thinking
The scent of old crayons
Missing
The warmth of the crackling fire
Burning
Making salty dew roll down my crimson red cheeks

Wondering
If I will ever see it again

Sitting in the kitchen on a warm sunny morning
The birds sing’n their song of gratitude
Saying:
thanks for the food