The grass has grown up in the yard and the paint is peeling on the sides of the building. The windows are dingy and there are no children laughing or at play. The kitchen is silent and there is no one coming to call. Joy has gone as time has passed and a home exist no more. Loneliness fills the air and we are all now distrustful strangers. Yesterday's family is broken and the old ones are dumped in a nursing home. Photo albums have been replaced with a thumb drive and no one seems to talk. As we become smarter we have lost a piece of ourselves. Simplicity is not to be taken for granted as we get lost in our pursuits. I sit and look at the old building and I wonder where home has gone.