The Old House Read Count : 4

Category : Poems

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At the end of he corner, 

Just around the block

Sits an old house, a mile from the dock

If you step inside, ghosts you will find

They move through the dust coated floors

And shadows on the peeling walls


At the end of the corner,

Just around the block

Sits an old house, a mile from the dock

If you step inside, ghosts you will find

They move through the house as wind

And murmer in the night 


At the end of the corner,

Just around the block

Sits an old house, a mile from the dock

If you step inside, a room you will find

The light only reaches

The sun-kissed windowframe

Past that is gloom and darkness,

Waiting to be slain


At the end of the corner, 

Just around the block

Sits an old house, a mile from the dock

Memories live here, 

In the overgrown yard

And in the ivy, that climbs the chimney

And if you step inside, you'll see a chair,

Where a mother once cried,

A broken dish, once for a cat

A pair of shoes, and an old-worn hat

People wonder, where this family went

But no one wants to waste their time,

That could be well spent. 

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  • Dec 15, 2018

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