A HOUSE, SOME BOYS, SOME GHOSTS

A House, some boys, some ghosts

 

Those red brick decaying walls can still tell a tale

to curious boys with stones and war like sticks

who run hands on walls reading history in braille

and standing on planks doing balancing tricks,

amid shouted dares and jokes full of baby bluff

one eye beyond the fence with it’s danger sign

the other scouring the debris for treasure stuff

dragging fallen timber with hand cutting twine.

But failing light is reflected by crystal hard frost

releasing shadows from corners to have fun

with over active minds who can see those lost

come back to live another night…. so they run ! 

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