I keep hearing little noises in my house.
Thinking it was mice, I bought D-Con to take care of those little buggers, but
the sounds haven’t gone away.
The noises never wake me up and they’re
not scary. I only hear them during the day, when I’ve opened the curtains in my living room,
when I’m playing the piano and when I run my hands through the little dusty
streams coming through my stained glass window as the sun shines through them.
There it goes again do you hear it? A
child’s shriek of laughter; giggling, joy, the occasional sob and a little
voice asking for a Band-Aid and then a question, “Who are you? Do you like my
house?”
I’ve lived in this house for seventy
years and today will be the last day anyone will ever reside in it. My son
allowed me to stay here through today; he knows how much I love this house. It
holds my history; I was born here, married in the back yard, had my first child
in the upstairs hall. I lived every day of my marriage here and held my husband
as he passed on home.
After standing three hundred years
they’re tearing it down. I guess it’s time to put it to rest.
Still
I will miss it and walking through the house I gently touch the wood of the walls; run my hands
over the doors; rub the floor with my feet, so smooth. It’s still beautiful in
spite of its fragile age. Sighing out loud, I hear the giggles again and the
question, “Who are you? Do you like my house?”
No, they’re not ghosts. They’re my
memories; whispers of yesterday and I can take them with me wherever I go.
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This was written for JP At Olive Garden at: http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/2012/04/poetry-picnic-week-32-topics-on.html
Thanks for the opportunity!! ;-D
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This was written for JP At Olive Garden at: http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/2012/04/poetry-picnic-week-32-topics-on.html
Thanks for the opportunity!! ;-D
Lovely to read about the sounds in the house for I found many similarities , I too experience sounds in the house, I feel they are friends unseen who keep me company.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for the visit and the comment anjum. I always say they are angels who keep sent to keep us safe. Be blessed.
Deletethe past can be like a ghost, eh?
ReplyDeleteSure feels like it sometimes. LOL! Thanks for the visit and the comment. Be blessed and have an awesome weekend!
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ReplyDeleteSo sweet memories..
ReplyDeleteYes memories are indeed sweet and I try to cherish each little thing that happens in my life and I write little notes, take pictures and add to my life's album. Thank you for the visit and the comment. Be blessed.
DeleteA clever way to describe memories. glad you never capture them and grow form them instead. this was an thoughtful read, and cured my need for antiques by the description of the house.
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Thanks for the lovely comment and the visit. I actually spend lots of my day touching things. I try to memorize what things feel like, smell like and how they sound. Every little texture, sound and taste now has the power to take me on lovely journeys. Be blessed.
DeleteThank you for your visit, you have a very good piece here!
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ps, please get rid of the word verification
I think I fixed it. Thanks for letting me know. I didn't even know I had it on.
DeleteThanks for your visit and the comment. Here's hoping you get some much needed rest. Blessings!
Deletememories are precious! memories are cherished. Good or bad, they are our life history. and your post describes them so well! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting and commenting Ankush! Every memory is precious, good or bad; from the good I receive so much joy and from the bad I learn lessons that enables me to make better decisions in the future. Be blessed!
DeleteWonderful, Elizena! You tell stories so well, and you did beautifully at employing the little hints I passed your way on the last one. This one gets TWO thumbs up!! hip hip HOORAY!
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Thank you so much Charles!! First I let my story tell itself, then I looked it over and made corrections and saw that once again I'd used 'I' at the beginning of many sentences and I'd used the same word several times. I wouldn't have thought anything of it without your help. Thanks so much for the thumbs up.
DeleteI'm reading this with the biggest smile on my face and my niece Mary Ann is giggling because she says I look so happy. LOL! Thanks for putting another smile on my face today! Thanks for visiting and for the wonderful comment. In Christ Jesus. :-)