SPIRITS OF THE HOUSE

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
There is a ghost who has come to take the new owner of her old house.

Submitted: May 08, 2012

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I sat me down, in my favourite chair.

The light dimmed low, as lonesome care

My watery eyes, fought desperate sleep

Eventually I succumbed to it.

In dream I saw a twinkling light

A woman dark, her face glowed bright

She beckoned to me, motioned slow

Though I resisted, I had to go

A story she did tell to me

Of love, of life, what used to be

How once she lived in the house I own

How no one came and she cried alone

She used to sing and sang her tune

Beneath the twilight fairy moon

She loved and lost, then had no will

To continue her life, through shame or guilt

This house she said has secrets, deep

As generations passed on in sleep

Both young and old were on their own

The spirits of the house took them home

I tried to wake, but that was not to be

For she was the spirit who came for me!

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