I think I have read "The Grapes of Wrath" by John Steinbeck at least twice, when not more. Could this be one of the houses left behind by the families in the great depression of the time. The old house says goodbye
It’s windows shed a tear
The emptiness remains
It can no longer hear
The laughter of the children
As they play and have their fun
Those days are now long gone
When the farmer’s work was done
The earth was blown away
The crops no longer grew
The family had to leave
The skies no longer blue
A grey shadow covered the land
As far as could be seen
The families left together
To look for land still green
Many years have passed
The house had been forgot
The windows now just eyes
on a dryed up garden plot
But memories remain
when love was so alive
when songs were sung of old
the surrounding land did thrive
The house belongs to the bank
but has no financial worth
It is waiting for a family
to bring it back some mirth
Little knows the house
that the machines will come one day
It will take its heart and soul
and clear the eyes away
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