With gravel and sand,
With bricks and cement,
Strong and sturdy... Yet incomplete.
Had windows and doors,
Had floor and ceiling,
Large and lovely... Yet incomplete.
Had walls all around,
Also a well-built compound,
Secure and spectacular... Yet incomplete.
From the foundation,
To the terrace,
I had it all... Yet incomplete.
I was an inanimate house,
You made me a lively home,
With your joys and prosperity... I am complete.
Submitted for :-
Theme Thursday : Brick
Posted at the second week of OpenLinkNight of DVersePoets.
