The property belongs to John now,
a bequest of his dear parent’s will.
It was also his home when he was but a child,
so the frustration of today he couldn’t still.
He gazed sadly at the dark gray Holly Oak,
where he spent fond Summers of days long past,
in the tree house his dad had helped him build,
playing “make-believe” [...]
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