It once stood proud

It’s now in tatters

Is architecture all that matters?

Carl Strauss, Ray Roush, you built them all

You never intended to see them fall

If you love it, a house is a home

But watch out if you start to roam

Fifty years from start to finish

Wood, glass and stucco, hard to diminish

Yet there it is, so uncertain

Waiting for its final curtain

-Susan Rissover