The House Without A Heart

You stand so quiet in the cane field
With no glass in those old windows,
What were you meant to be?
Who was going to live there?
What went so wrong that no one finished you?
Now you stand alone in the field
With people driving past,
Wondering what happened to make you look so alone

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This poem is about a house called The House Without a Heart, that stands alone on the way to Townsville from Ingham.
No one has lived there for years and it stands unfinished and unloved.

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