Empty room

The empty room that you asked me to build

It is now full of cobwebs and mold on the windowsill

My how dirty the window is I can't even see the old mill

The door is falling off the hinges 

I finally stopped going on binges

The curtains have lost their fringes

The marks are still there where the fire singed it

The steps are broken 

And the azaleas are being choked 

By the weeds the old natives used to smoke

I don't know if I am able to fix her up

But I'll try until my back gives up

My old bones cant cut the mustard and my back ain't up to snuff

At least you didn't have to see everything go downhill

Everyone left the town when they shut down that old mill

It was passed time though, that's how I feel

I moved back in cause your son went up on my rent bill

I stuck out like a third wheel

Anyway just wanted to say hi and see if you love me still

I'll be with you soon not much time left now to kill

You were smart to get out when you did but see you soon I will

I'm going to be going now I'm already at the bottom of the hill.

MDR