Dark…
Pitch black…
Stillness…
And I hear a sound…
I jump up…
Stay still…
And listen…
My mind plays tricks on me…
There’s nothing there…
But an old house groans…
tick-tock of the clock…
Late night popping noises…
Nothing to be alarmed with…
No late night visitors approaching…
Just the simple sounds of an old house screeching…
LorB
Let There be Peace on Earth 
this relatively new blogger, writer and poet sincerely thanks you for liking some of my work on the 20 Lines A Day Poetry page, the encouragement means a lot to me. and i love old houses too. we inherited the family farm with a simple wood frame house and it will be a labor of love to finish the renovation.
:::::merci:::::: and keep the light.
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Thank you… I enjoy reading your blog… Thanks for visiting and writing such encouraging words… Good luck with the farm… It is a lot of work, but I’m sure with tender love and care you will get it to function… Good luck…
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we have another renovation trip planned in June and am looking forward to getting my hands nice and dirty. i also have some gardens to design.
might have to write about that trip.
have a great day!
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Yes! Please do… Love to hear the stories… Have a great weekend…
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