Everyone had a house, you know the one..
You would walk past, your knees would knock,
You would be dared, run inside upstairs look out the window,
Show everyone that you were not afraid,
The stairs creaked and cracked,, the dust was as thick as a book,
That was then, now as you walk past, years have past
You see that you both have taken the journey ….
The journey of life…

Nikon D90
Oxdrift, Ontario
Nikor 18=70 mm.
poricessed with Photomatrix Hdr single shot