tons of rocks and rusted steel
dirt all over
men running up and down
jackets tainted with grease
faces painted with dirt
deafening noise of machinery
smothering smell of concrete
was not worth to watch
was not worth to hear either
constructing foundations,
it's a mayhem
time passed.. days and months..
there was one who dared to go back
to see what was going on
it was a pleasant surprise
there stood a small but beautiful house
kids were playing around
there was a melodious song in the background
and the fragrance of flowers in air
and nothing could disturb this beautiful house
no storms no floods...
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