The Attic

Dark and empty spaces,

forlorn and grimacing faces,

shadows in the attic,

in and out like static…

 

A treasured box over there,

cobwebs hanging everywhere,

wavering, pale flashlight beam,

something moves and I stifle a scream!

 

This attic a forgotten ancient place,

full of memories, full of grace…

my steadying hand reveals

what is hidden,

only to find this place…

mouse ridden.

 

I would like the attic room please.

 

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