Grass grew through the concrete
In our absence
Broken slabs of pavement
Old picket fence now grey, off white
It is not our home
anymore
A stranger seldom seen
No face to the name
Colors always fade in time
Grass grew through the concrete
In our absence
Broken slabs of pavement
Old picket fence now grey, off white
It is not our home
anymore
A stranger seldom seen
No face to the name
Colors always fade in time