Enter At Risk
Walk up the drive
Pebbles and stones
Rose bushes align
All beautiful tones
White picket fence
Pillars in place
Flourishing gardens
Such charming grace
Off in the distance
Afar is one single tree
Blackened and deadened
Now all I can see
Wind blowing shutters
Hard against the house
Dimming darkness
Obscurity doused
Sign posted near
On a rusted oval disc
Letters so boldly
Enter at risk
© Stacy Lynn Stiles
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