The Manor Tragedy

The manor is where beauty was Where lives where lived And lives were lost Where children laughed And children played It’s the place the whole family stayed The manor had its pretty days Where it stood tall and gleamed But then fell prey to the blaze That made the whole family scream. What a tragedy, the manor gone The structure lost forever But in its fall it had drawn The minds of all the clever. “This was no accident, the flame was planned” Spoke the proud detective With success in hand he missed a strand That proved his point defective What happened at the manor nights ago Was something really quite strange; The house had gained a mind of it’s own It wanted the family to stay. The kids left to go to school the parents left for work Leaving the manor alone, just a tool It thought of a scheme with a smirk Gathered around the table; everyone was Nothing seemed out of the norm But then there was a pause, a spark was the cause And the children asked: “Is it getting warm?” None of them knew The spark that had flew Across the room that day Was really the doing of a mind that was brewing to get the family to stay. The manor is where beauty was Where lives where lived And lives were lost Where children laughed And children played Its the place the whole family lays.