The Groveland house has burnt down

My grandfather built it.
My mom, aunt, and uncle grew up there.
I lived there for a time.
Hubs and I even lived there for a while.
We were married there.
My grandparents lived there and my grandma set up her business there.

Everyone knew this house.

I am deeply saddened by its loss.
I am deeply, deeply thankful that no one was seriously hurt.

Motorcycle- poetry in motion...or pieces...

Haiku to my bike:

In a cold garage
I love my motorcycle
Magic in the Spring