Empty big houses, I wonder why,
Not a soul in sight or signs of life,
Dark, uninhabited, ignored, alone,
How did this house become so?
Has the old man died and now the fight the heirs?
Or did some tragic memory happened,
And its owners felt better to leave it alone?
Or something more sinister, a murder, a haunting.
The grass has grown, the leaves strewn everywhere,
Signs a vandal has been here but otherwise,
Most of the windows are intact,
If this house be alive,
It would have been sad,
For it was intended to so uninhabited.