Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, HAUNTED HOUSE, by EDYTHE HOPE GENEE


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HAUNTED HOUSE, by                    
First Line: I don't know why I came; it haunts me so!
Last Line: The things about this place that haunt me so!
Subject(s): Haunted Houses; Mystery


I don't know why I came; it haunts me so!
But something always draws me back again;
Oh, it's just a foolish dream, I know,
But something of me always will remain
Within these walls; see how the shutters blow
Cold and lonely by the window pane.
We planted flowers here, a little row
Of stiff and shining zinnias, tall and plain;
And on the picket fence a lonesome crow
Would always come and watch for scattered grain.
Here by this window I would sit and sew,
And lay her dresses on the counterpane;
Such little things of lace and calico,
I wondered if she ever would be vain.
It's growing dark; she was afraid to go
Upstairs to bed whenever it would rain,
Then I would set the lamp so it would show
Right up the steps; somehow, I can't explain,
The things about this place that haunt me so!





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