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Resident Souls

Echoes through the hallway Of this dilapidated ruin A stone house made with devoted hands Ladened once with the life and love of humans Soft whispers can be heard An occasional silhouette hazily drifts by The humans that once lived here Continue to reside ….

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Harry Horsman

Date: 2/6/2023 6:19:00 PM

Wow, Deb this reminds me of many years ago in the old country, 'A Stone Bar House' Bar for barrier to collect a toll in the olden days, as kids we saw ghost there. Anyhow i digress, the poetry here, is amazing, i'm going to fav this.

Tom Cunningham

Date: 2/6/2023 4:04:00 AM

They say their spirit lives on in such places, they say it's souls stuck between this life and the next. Spooky write Deb. Tom

Terry Flood

Date: 2/5/2023 8:27:00 AM

That’s probably someone’s mother in law… bless ‘em. ;-) a smashing write, Deb. Terry

Beryl Edmonds

Date: 2/4/2023 1:56:00 AM

I believe with good reason that a spirit can come back for a visit. Nothing to be afraid of. Enjoyed the read Deb… Belle

Shirley Hawkins

Date: 2/2/2023 9:46:00 PM

Loving presence and memories, good and bad, remain in the ruins of solid old homes—lovely poem with a perfect title. Good one, Deb XX