Magpie Tales Photo Prompt 29: When Home Is Just A Memory

what once was home

from a hedgerow I hesitated and gazed

at darkened windows and door shut

to what once was home;

should I knock and tell my tale of how

I lived, laughed, cried, loved, and

whispered memories within those walls,

or quietly walk the lane back to the road

letting pine needles and leaves fall softly

over the garden?

Poem © 2010 by R. Burnett Baker

Photo courtesy of Willow at Magpie Tales