DESOLATE - Blogtober 2020

Desolate

Laughter filled room big family table

Mom dad children American dream

Tuck me in each night read Aesops fables

Run through the yard dog's golden fur agleam

The promise of community runs deep

Religious vows sweet family at church 

Pray with me now I lay me down to sleep

Illusions of perfection I still search

All these halls are empty now where ghosts roam

Bleak dismal untenanted hollow heart

Deserted house not home dark catacomb

Daddy's hidden life ripped our dreams apart

I went back to reconcile reminisce

Desolate like my core old dreams remiss

--Shenandoah Lynd

(a Shakespearean sonnet)