It stands alone well off the road
A farmhouse with a heavy load
Some time ago those who resided there
Disappeared as if in thin air
No footprints seen, no bodies were found
No secrets buried beneath the ground
A strange phenomenon had taken place
Like they had left the human race
To this day no one knows
What happened that year of heavy snows?
Nineteen forty-five or forty-seven
When four good people went to heaven
A loving family so close knit
Who spent their last Christmas under a lamp well lit
As people testified many years later that they had last seen
Where the occupants had together been
This mystery lives on and on
About a family well and truly gone
No messages, no letters were ever left
Leaving neighbour's so bereft
Now a shire that’s left untouched and alone
No lights, no sounds, no telephone
But at Christmas all the townsfolk gather for a candlelight prayer
Just in case their ghosts return, are they possibly still there
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Author:
cully45 (
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Comments3
Good write C.
A very captivating and
riveting poem and
story indeed!!
Eloquently penned and
my pleasure to read!!
Best regards poet!! Thad
I wondered if we missed the rapture
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