Torchlight & tippee-toe

Whispers of fear

Creaking old staircase

Strange shadows appear

Listen, listen!

Did you hear that noise?

Look inside the attic

Nothing there but toys

Grey dingy windows

A stale smell of 'old'

Cobwebs & spiders

It's dark and oh so cold

Nighttime carries footsteps

Doors swing to and fro

Past souls who wish to linger

For us, it's time to go!

 

 

 

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Debbie Stevensİ

Deliberately Debbieİ