Midnight Hauntings of Old Man Turner's House

Midnight Hauntings Of Old Man Turner's House Daylight's silver fingers haunt the old home Ghosts stay there haunting and at night they roam So eerie when they together loud moan And spill warm warm red blood on the blood stone We as kids would not go there on a dare In that evil place rest scariest scares Rumor is Jack got caught when he fell down Never seen again in our little town Kenny went there and he came back a mute Mike promise he would go and that ghost shoot Nobody goes there neither boy or man Adults now we laugh at all those old scary days Would I go there now, I shall simply refuse say? Robert J. Lindley, dark sonnet Feb.13th, 1972 Note -- Years since my writing this and the old house has been torn down since the late 1980's.. I do wonder often, where those ghosts had to go? Do you believe in ghosts. I've had friends that say they do because they have actually seen them!