ENTROPY HAS NO PREJUDICE

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One Saturday afternoon as I was driving along I noticed this abandoned house on the side of the road.
I felt compelled to pull into the driveway.

Approaching the house I saw a beautiful untamed bush decorated with the most lovely scarlet flowers.
I stood in awe of the glaring contrast between the  broken structure and the flowers.
With eyes of love I smiled at the flowers
The flowers feeling my love smiled back at me with a shyness, fot they hadn’t been observed by a human eye in over a decade.
Suddenly I felt the old house and his sadness, due to his years of neglect.
I glanced up at my large old friend,
And loved him for the first time.
He was broken yet not defeated.
He humbly glanced down at me in shame of his condition. He said,
“Did you know that I used to be as lovely as the scarlet flowers”
For years she has been my only friend.

I felt as though I was frozen in a moment of time when this old house thought his eyes would never meet mine.
Saddened to see his abide
A sructural demise, foretold that entropy has no prejudice Just ageing collide.

I still loved him profoundly and he did know, even more for his stories untold, for inside of him was a heart of purest gold.

(Love wins)
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[by Dawna D. Bowles
(C) 2014]