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Grandma's House

From every side rise forlorn cries, hovels ghastly plunged in darkness deep... The winding way to grandma's house s a secret he'll long keep

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 11/25/2019 12:45:00 AM

I am thinking of the little red riding hood, for there is an ominous feeling here.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/25/2019 1:29:00 PM

That's the story I was thinking of exactly, Caren. :) gw

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 11/24/2019 7:02:00 AM

Mysterious one...not what I was expecting to read. A nail biter.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 11/24/2019 1:12:00 PM

Quite a crooked road, this, to Grandma's House! :) gw

J.W. Earnings

Date: 11/24/2019 1:43:00 AM

Marvelous poem! Definitely deserves more comments and views. :) -JWE