A time ago this house was filled
With laughing, silly, souls
We'd banter with each other
Till the morning hour tolled
I loved them all in my own way
They had so much to share
But one by one they disappeared
Now none of them are here
We keep in touch in minor ways
It just isn't the same
Our time together's ended
I guess we are to blame
We spoke our minds and told the truth
We didn't sugar coat things
Swift punishment, in this house
Is what telling the truth brings
They spanked us time and time again
And when that didn't work
They locked us from the house, and yet

We continue to lurk.............

Oh, I remember those times, running through the house
it was our world, our oyster. Now, I too, wonder
where are we? So quiet..is Michelle still in the cupboard hiding waiting to find us?

a wonderful write stirred me deeply..

nice piece

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nice write and welcome

Very good piece and welcome...

Makes me remember when I was about to get in trouble for something, my Mom would always call me by my whole name. If Mom called you and used your middle and last name, my brothers and I new someone was getting ready to get a sound thrashing .

Great write and read

Thank you

wow, really good poem....