Our Summer House

Our summer house

holds memories of my life.

It comforts autumn within her morning,

welcomes summer with its gaze,

hides the cries of my sisters sorrow,

captures the beauty of my mothers ways.

It gives front row seats

for yearly solstice,

silent sanctuary

from discoloured days,

expectancy for life’s invitations

that wilt and die at the coming of age.

It holds new fortune

in its pale design,

still original with architectural difference,

almost picturesque,

above sublime,

its four walls standing the test of time.  

Our summer house

it stands in silent song

harbouring fondest memories

of loved ones passed on.

It will continue to grace the lives

that pass its way,

comforting dreams of others that

wake it with their stay.