Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Happy Halloween…

On
hallowed
ground we walk
Evil forces
old life back from hell
One hour on hallowed ground
They seek old, favoured places
Where love still remains, forever warm
Ancient fears keep too many doors closed
An hour passed; warm fires call them back to hell…

©anitadawes 2020

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  1. John W. Howell Avatar
    John W. Howell

    That is one hour I hope I’m asleep. Good one, Anita.

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    1. jenanita01 Avatar
      jenanita01

      Thanks, John!

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  2. D. Wallace Peach Avatar
    D. Wallace Peach

    Aww. Those ghosts just looking for love. Wonderful Halloween poem, Anita.

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      jenanita01

      Thank you, Diana!

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  3. SRIKANTH Avatar
    SRIKANTH

    Lovely poem Anitha 👍🤝

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