You’ll meet only a few people
in your whole life
who are truly abandoned houses –
run down, worn out,
collapsing at the seams.
I’m not asking you to take a hammer and nails
and pin up their rafters,
fix their leaky faucets,
or put new panes of glass in their windows;
I am asking you to simply open their door,
and spend some time
memorizing their floor plan.
get to know them.
And when the time comes, I want you
to draw back their curtains,
and, once and for all
let the light in.
(abandoned building found on the grounds of the old Westborough State Psychiatric Hospital, 1884-2010)
**I came across this poem while browsing on Pinterest one day and it struck me. Unfortunately, I was unable to track down the author, so if anyone has a clue, I’d love to give credit here.