A HOUSE IS NEVER FINISHED - Poem
HOUSE IS NEVER FINISHED
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(Copyright 2022, by Dave Kiffer)
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Only no house is ever compared
To a model sonnet, in these climes.
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After a while, you get used
to the siding, the Tyvek that hides
The passing years like a black dress.
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Or perhaps, the rain-strained roof,
The shingles that crack and bend,
Until the wind peels them off.
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And then there is the foundation,
Optimistically laid when everything
Was possible, except perfection.
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A house, like a poem, is never finished.
It is only abandoned, to the next owner.
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