The dust has settled

Don’t Miss This Wonderful Poem by K

The Darkest Fairytale

With opening and closing

Creaky doors,

An abandoned home

Of broken drawers.

The attic has secrets

The basement holds webs,

There’s old holey sofa

And a damaged bed.

Once a loving home

Forgotten by time,

The dials on the grandfather clock

Have lost their chime.

An energy was left

It walks through the halls,

Singing sweet melodies

That echo through the walls.

The sun’s presence

Highlights the dust,

As the heat stagnates the air

And amplifies the smell of must.

The overgrown lawn

Once held many features,

Now it’s barely recognisable

Yet appreciated by many creatures.

There’s charm and character

That remains in this place,

Held within a ghostly moment

In time and space.

K

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