New House

The New House is a spooky poem for kids about a haunted house where something wanders the halls… Something that is and isn’t there. It was written by an anonymous author.

New House

Not a window was broken
The paint wasn’t peeling
Not a doorstep sagged
Yet there was a feeling

That past the door
And into the hall
This was the house
Of no one at all

No one who laughed
Nor drank nor ate
Nor said “I love”
Nor said “I hate”

Yet, something walked
Upon those stairs
Something that was
And wasn’t there

That’s why the grass
On the path grows high
And even the moon
Races fearfully by

For something walks
Upon those stairs
Something that is
And isn’t there.

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