John is a long-time poet, short fiction, and article writer. He loves story-telling and also has a Certificate in Permaculture Design.
The House That Jack Built
It takes dedication to build a house,
To make it feel like a home,
And make it comfortable for your spouse,
Unless you live on your own.
But Jack always dreamed of a small farmhouse
With cattle, and crops he'd grown.
So, with bricks and mortar and lots of toil
He gave his time to his dream.
To realise his goal Jack remained loyal
His focus was clear it seemed.
His strict dedication, nothing could foil,
A house beside a clear stream.
Weeks hurried on and became months, then years,
Jack never strayed from his goal.
He'd get this house built through heartache and fears,
Even by selling his soul.
The last brick in place, he wiped away tears,
And raised a flag on a pole.
The welcome day came without a fanfare,
No whistles and bells were heard.
No one else he knew seemed to give a care,
A sad hard lesson he'd learned.
For Jack was alone, his joy was not shared,
His Love had flown like a bird.
To realise his dream Jack so hard fought
Was not important to all.
Love and attention is what his wife sought,
But he was blind to it all.
Our loved ones don't always have the same thoughts
Poor Jack was destined to fall.
Remember to ask your partner's advice
Before you make a life-choice.
To watch dreams collapse is not very nice,
So please don't ignore their voice.
Life is not simply a roll of the dice,
Why not agree and rejoice?