Big house in Bloomfield
Located in the small, town of Bloomfield.
Many treasures and secrets you did keep.
All the time the house would weep.
So many like me, just longed to see,
to get a little glimpse of your inner beauty.
Crimson curtains, blowing in the wind,
The color through time, slightly dimmed.
Windows trimmed with pale, green shutters
More elegant times, they seemed to utter.
What you must have been like, in the day.
Left now, only to demise and decay.
The day that awful, storm moved in,
That was just the beginning of your end.
The lightning strikes, a fire did start.
that was the day that broke my heart.
The house I loved, that sat upon the hill.
The big, house in the town of Bloomfield.
Fire gutted you that, terrible day
Your loss, upon my heart, did weigh.
You touched my heart, and my soul.
I wish there was a way I could make you whole.
You big ole’ house upon the hill .
In the little town of Bloomfield. ©Tammy J. Sullivan 2015
Dedicated to the Duncan house in Bloomfield, KY
©Tammy J. Sullivan 2015
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