The narrator returns to their childhood home where Annie used to live, but finds the house abandoned with the door broken down. Memories flood back of playing with Annie by the old oak tree, tire swing, and creek. They recall feeding a baby fawn at dusk and stargazing. Though Annie once ran away, she promised never to leave again. However, the narrator was called to war, and upon returning, discovers Annie has passed away, the love they never had.

1. Annie Doesn't Live Here Anymore

2. Here I stand in front of the old house with the broken down door A twinge of sadness fills the air as a long ago memory whispers "Annie doesn't live here anymore" I see the oak tree in the yard out back by the flower garden where the birds used to sing And try to remember how many times Annie and I rode that old tire swing

3. The tree is almost dead now and the tire lies on the ground The silence is deafening as I make my way around To the little creek we used to swim in and the crayfish abound Where days were hours and the sun never went down

4. The baby fawn we fed by dusk's closing light And the millions of stars we counted on a moonless night The time she ran away and I thought she would never come back home But she did and she promised me never again would she roam We climbed every rock and hill until winter's fall But in a faraway land things were amiss and I answered my country's call

5. Now after years of Hell I stand again under the old oak tree And think once again of Annie and me As I walk slowly away it all seems so sad For you see, Annie has died, she was the love I never had

6. A Poem by Winston W Wallace