The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
Our Home
by Asena Lourenco
The sun used to glow, at home,
The grass used to grow, at home,
The water used to dance, at home,
The fish in a trance, at home,
But life is now not, at home,
The grass begins to rot, at home,
The water has no sheen, at home,
The animals have grown mean at home,
As the ones that have come, to our home,
Steal away the sun, from our home.
Fiction © Copyright Asena Lourenco
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com.
More about Asena Lourenco:
Asena Lourenco is 14 years old. She loves reading, playing Scottish traditional fiddle music on her violin, dancing, and martial arts as well as writing her own stories.
She would like to be a teacher and writer when she grows up. She also loves cats and babies!
Spreading the Writer's Word 
Nice one, Arsena! Talent shines!
A poignant and excellent poem.
A beautiful poem – so poignant and aching with longing.