He only went there for work but found more than he wanted! The Foureyed Poet.
It was another working day for the carpenter
one of a group renovating a house
admittedly it was a big premises with a past
named oddly Desolation Manor
but he found himself uneasy being inside
afraid this he denied!
Here in an overgrown country park at dawn
arriving before anyone else
the manor looked more bleak on this day
very reluctant to go near
never liked working here standing outside
his time to bide!
All the while drawn to a mother and child
waiting at the main door
trying to turn away he heard a child laugh
nobody else was about
compelled to take another look that way
an empty doorway on display!
At last his fellow workers came down the drive
he felt very relieved
greeting each other they went into the dim hall
his job renovating the staircase
hearing their laughter echoing in the building
soon he had…
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