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 ….
Copyright © Deb M | Year Posted 2023
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