Standing along a River bank within years of trees,
This house so old has been for more than a century.
It has a story, secrets that remain inside its stone walls,
Built to withstand wars, survive the test of time.
Windows there are of many, windows that eyes have looked through,
Eyes that no longer see, lost in this house for eternity.
There are rooms that can not speak fore if they could, horrible screams,
Those whom have slept here never awaken from their peaceful dreams.
This house is not haunted as none of the dead have ever stayed,
It sits here quietly as all who have entered never go away.