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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=577550" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Old House in the Glen</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=577550" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Winter has come and the wind and the rain<br>Wash over the house in the glen.<br>It cradles itself as if it were cold<br>For no one still lives within.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=577550" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The years have passed over it, leaving it aged<br>And empty, and lost, without heart, <br>With no one to live there, no one to care<br>And the leaves are piled up on the hearth.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=577550" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">If you stand in the doorway, you can feel<br>Soft music that hangs in the air, <br>Like the soul of the house that ever lives on<br>Though there’s no longer any to hear.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=577550" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The door is now gone, the windows un-paned, <br>The wood on the roof has gone slack.<br>But it still lingers on, as if waiting for<br>The people it loved to come back.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=577550" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The old house listens, and waits, and sings<br>As the wind blows in through the door<br>And the beat of the heart of the house still sounds<br>Like the tread of their feet on the floor.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Kate+Wiley">Kate Wiley</a></strong></div>