Love the eerie sound, and yet its filled with hope!  Sad to see you go!

**You're listening to part of a weekly songwriting challenge I participate in with some other songwriting friends. Each week every participant must write a song containing a given word or phrase. The most fun part is listening to everyone's different interpretations, but here you can at least listen to my contributions.**

This will be my last contribution to the songwriting game for now. I'm hoping to join again during the summer when I have a little more time.

WEEK 8
Challenge: "sour house"

Sour House

A place where life can grow
Untouched by the wind or the snow
A flower's paradise
A life-size terrarium

But underneath this spherical glass ceiling
Humidity is thick with a concealing feeling

Roots are shallow and splayed
The blossoms droop and frail
Choke and smile for the guests
To teach them the natural things

That we can make anything grow where we want
A sour house fills with the stench of control

Look at what we can do
Look at what we can do

Week 8- Sour House

Hannah MacMillan 2

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