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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Krutsinger Avatar
November 25, 2019 at 12:45 AM
I am thinking of the little red riding hood, for there is an ominous feeling here.
Wolf Avatar
November 25, 2019 at 1:29 PM
That's the story I was thinking of exactly, Caren. :) gw
Rodrigues Avatar
November 24, 2019 at 7:02 AM
Mysterious one...not what I was expecting to read. A nail biter.
Wolf Avatar
November 24, 2019 at 1:12 PM
Quite a crooked road, this, to Grandma's House! :) gw
Breidenthal Avatar
November 24, 2019 at 1:43 AM
Marvelous poem! Definitely deserves more comments and views. :) -JWE
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