Treasure Island

ivor or ivor.e hogg

(7/4/1934 / Hebburn.Co Durham U.K)

Family Ghosts


This stately home is haunted by
The ghosts of those who spent
Most of their lives here in days gone bye.

Though seldom seen they still come here
and sometimes make their presence felt.
Although they don’t inspire fear.

You sometimes smell a faint perfume
Or hear a sound that should not be.
Although are alone in the room.

Though only if you’re sensitive
and you have an open mind
Believing spirits do survive

Death only means they’ve travelled on
To a different form of being.
But can return to look upon

Familiar scenes they used to know
Whilst they were still in human form
They are quite free to come and go

A feeling of serenity.
Convinces me my words are true.
Though you are free to disagree.

This stately home was occupied
by one family for centuries.
But when the very last one died.
He left it to the National trust.
Who have maintained it ever since
The ghost don’t care they can adjust.

If you should visit you may find
A welcome waiting for you here.
The family ghosts are very kind.

Submitted: Friday, October 21, 2011
Edited: Saturday, October 22, 2011

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