It was nearly six years ago that I wrote these words:
“An abandoned house is a sad site to see. Do you ever wonder about the joyful events and the sad ones that took place inside that house? What of the people who called it home? In thinking those thoughts, the haiku came to me first in English, and shortly after in Spanish.“
A very short way from here is where the family lived that gave their name to our road. The house is gone now, but I captured this image while it was still standing.
That image inspired these words:
The house is empty,
I hear only the echoes,
Of what used to be.
I hear only the echoes,
Of what used to be.
Casa Vacía,
Suena solo el eco,
De lo que era.
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