Ghost Town

There’s a Silence

Now

Where footsteps

Once echoed

Where dreamers

Once dreamed

And builders once

Built.

There’s a quiet

Where once

There was laughter

In a thousand different

Tongues.

There’s a quiet

Now

But the wind

Echoes

Long ago stories

Of dreamers

And dreams.

There’s an emptiness

Where once there was

Life

When a million

Footsteps

Walked these paths

Where life

Was once lived

In this

Place of hope.

There’s a ghost town

Now

A silent place

But not

One without

Hope.

(C) Michelle R Kidwell

May.02.2020