THE MANSION How it is, as it stood for years, built and completed with bitter tears. Mysteries surrounding it did concur, truth and fiction mixed for sure. Just under the age of two centuries; The majority gave it the name of a long standing family. As time passed, through lack of care and neglect, The cost of repairs were few and select. Attempts were made by new owners, only to plaster over its’ beauty Like Band-Aids When a death occurred, the mysteries grew. Now the legend began as the haunting stories flew. A younger generations’ mystical curiosity stirred As stories were told by those growing old. So sad, hot it’s intentions of splendor were turned to bad. How it is, as it stood for years, waiting for the right owner to Come and remove the bitter tears. A heart’s vision miles away was planning a mansion to Build where he could stay. Several years had passed as the vision was painted out before him. Would it ever come to pass? Would the vision fade and become dim? At last, two hearts did meld as his eyes the mansion beheld. True to his heart’s desire, the mansions beauty would not expire. Restoring its’ honor by a new standing gate; A lion’s crest is carved into the slate. Ready and yearning for each new day, The mansion waits, as caring hands restore the grandeur to display. But above and beyond all the mansion’s tainted history; All intentions will be seen as it becomes a home for this man’s family. Dee Sturgis © 2011