Sonnet

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Sonnet

By Laura E. Walker

I keep so many memories

Dancing behind so many looming doors

A garden overgrown and stone cold floor

A haunted room locked up for centuries

While shadows stalk through cryptic rectories

Still, skeletal papers filled with scores

Of people gazing back with corners torn

Eyes gray, no longer wanting anything

But still through the eyes of stone their souls may watch

The way we always survey them alone

Though in the ground, encased, their bodies rot

Perhaps they still may dream of things they know

Once again remember what time forgot

And wait in silent reverie on thrones

Laura E. Walker, Age 17, Email: johnny_depp_fann@yahoo.com

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Posted 06/07/2007