SOME THINGS CAN'T BE DEMOLISHED
They tore down Grandpa's house today,
the new owners of his land.
Said they couldn't salvage
any part of it,
even for Goodwill.
Said it was too old,
wood rotten, pipes rusted,
plumbing outdated.
What they couldn't burn
they hauled off to the city dump
as I watched with tearful eyes--
and memories they could not
haul away or burn.
Copyright © 1994 Ruth Gillis
(Published
in The Oak November 1994
and RB's Poets' Viewpoint January 1995)
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