Abandoned Town

There is a tapping on the wall

In the midnight hour

When the sun has gone to rest

And the moon bids you hello

There is a knocking at the door

When the pixies come to play

And the flowers has risen to meet the day

There is a whisper through the trees

When the lunch bell has rung

And the children have gone to play

There is a creaking in the woods

Where the old bridge used to be

And the pond used to lay

But now the town is empty

Not a sound to be heard

Not a pot to be stirred or a child to chide

Now the town is forgotten

As if it never were

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