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A shadow that moved

It lived in the attic whatever it was,

It started a panic, the thought was enough,

A light seen at night, tallow candle perhaps,

A shadow that moved on the cobwebby glass.


Speculation was rife, all manner of thoughts,

Was it real or imagined, did they see it or not?

A light in a window, a glow now and then,

Not much to go on, but enough dae ye ken?


A reflection perhaps, a trick o’ the light,

A thief or a squatter, a bed for the night,

Whatever it was it was seen from below,

Standing back from the window, and

Wearing a cloak.


Happy Hallowe'en


© Joseph G Dawson

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