Stands in this spot from centuries ago,

Tales of old from only ghosts that know.

Made of stone by men whom no longer speak words,

Without windows to close, from many nights ago, voices still heard.

Kings and queens, a princess or prince,

Stories of wizards and dragons pretend.

Down through the halls were there knights of the land,

Hand in hand do spirits walk in a castle that stands.

Pictures of dust hang on the walls till this day,

Memories in the wind on dark nights, do you hear?

Candles all lit, a fire in its place,

This castle of old has a voice and a face.

Keith Garrett


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