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The Ghost Of The Old Homestead Still Lingers

Updated on May 12, 2010

The Old Homestead

It looked so warm and inviting to stay,

But the ghost of the past as ran you away.

You're not welcome here they said.

We are the ghost of the pass of your childhood days.

Can’t you see the little boys playing in their beds, giggles and

Laughs star dust dancing in their head of how one day they will

Become men to contend with the world outside their window pane.

Yes Sir Mr. Ghost he sighed, I’ve forgotten those youthful days

While on our backs my brother and I lay whistling our songs

Wondering why the days did not last long.

The ghost of the past just pushed you away. Look forward my dear,

They would say.

Listen to the little girl while having tea with her dolls.

Saying, sit up straight girls in your chairs no slumping are playing

Tea time is here. I have served us some cookies from mother’s cookie nook

But we all have to share.

Yes Sir Mr. Ghost of my pass she sighed, I have a real doll now a daughter

She’s two and a son of my fortune and he is his father’s little twin.

We are the ghost of the old homestead telling of memories a mother’s job

Well done. She is sitting and starring out the window of the old homestead

Mother can still hear her children playing as if it was yesterday.

She knows it is the ghost of the old homestead.

The old homestead sits quiet and still.

No tenants because of the ghost of the old homestead.

They speak silently and whispers.

Don’t bother us leave us alone.

We hold the memories of a mother and children playing

The giggles and laughs.

The tears that was dried with her old cup towels,

That brought smiles of joy.

The sweet kisses she left on their cheeks at night as she tucked them in bed, her children saying good night to be left with her soft scent that lingers.

We only tell of the pass.

We mean you no harm, for we are just the ghost of the old homestead.

(c)5/3/2010 Sharon Smith

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    SwiftlyClean 7 years ago from Texas

    You are very Welcome!

    Thanks for stopping in and taking in the memories.

    Peace!

    Sharon Smith

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    green tea-cher 7 years ago

    Swiftly, you bring beautiful memories out with this special piece. Great work. Thanks for sharing it with us.

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    SwiftlyClean 7 years ago from Texas

    Ralwas as allways thanks for your visit.I remember Casper to well it was one of my favorites.I'm glad to took you back to good old memories.Great!

    Peace!

    Sharon Smith

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    ralwus 7 years ago

    I finally made it here, and glad I did. Is this about Casper? LOL It reminded me of my childhood watching him in black and white and the smells of my homestead. My friend Tony brought up some good points too. Thanks for sharing. CC

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    SwiftlyClean 7 years ago from Texas

    Tony,thank you so very much for reading and bringing my typeos to my attention.That is the greatess thing that I have noticed here @ Hubpages Everyone is very helpful.I love this community.

    Peace to you!

    Sharon Smith

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    SwiftlyClean 7 years ago from Texas

    Killrats,You are very welcome.

    Memories are great good are bad they mold us into the people we become.

    Thanks for visiting my page aswell.

    God Bless!

    Sharon Smith

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    Tony McGregor 7 years ago from South Africa

    I like this piece very much, Sharon. Thanks for sharing these precious memories in such a creative way.

    I would like also to give a little feedback, with due respect! Indeed I hesitate to nitpick and at the same time I would like people to give me feedback on my writing - how else will we improve?

    There are three words which you have miss-spelt which are open to a little misinterpretation. They are "past" which with one exception you have written as "pass", and "you're" which you have written as "your" in line 3.

    There is also the line "She is sitting and stirring out the window..." I think you mean "staring" not "stirring"?

    Also the word you have used in this line "No tenets because of the ghost of the old homestead" - did you mean "tenants" I wonder?

    Thnaks again for sharing.

    Love and peace

    Tony

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    killrats 7 years ago from Cape town South Africa

    Thank youfor your comment on my hub.

    Time is something that only brings memories some good some bad but we recount the good ones, the bad stay were they are in our minds and we live with them.

    God Bless and have a great day

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    SwiftlyClean 7 years ago from Texas

    Hello Amber Allen,thanks and yes we have memories that we only can relive and hold dear to us.But it is good to have a remebrance.So glad you enjoyed.

    Thanks:)

    Peace!

    Sharon Smith

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    Amber Allen 7 years ago

    Hi Sharon

    A lovely piece of writing. It made me remember the smell of my grandmother as she kissed me. Thanks for sharing.

    Amber:)

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    SwiftlyClean 7 years ago from Texas

    Austinstar thanks very much for your visit and comment.Those are the ghost of peace and we have no harm to be alarm of.

    Good old memories.....:)

    Peace!

    Sharon Smith

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    SwiftlyClean 7 years ago from Texas

    Connerstone51 you are welcome, thanks for your visit as well to my page and your comment.

    God Bless!

    Sharon Smith

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    SwiftlyClean 7 years ago from Texas

    Hello loveofnight,welcome to my page and thanks for your visit and comment.

    Peace! Sharon Smith

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    SwiftlyClean 7 years ago from Texas

    Thanks JDove for your visit and comment.

    Sharon Smith

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    Austinstar 7 years ago from Somewhere in the universe

    Sweet poem. A tribute to our childhood. I immediately had visions of the house I grew up in. Ghosts indeed!

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    CornerStone51 7 years ago from Mifflintown, PA

    Thanks for the comment on my first hub, Covered in My Rabbi's Dust. I am a native Texan...saw you are from Texas on your profile. This is a good hub. Thanks for sharing.

    Gayle

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    loveofnight 7 years ago from Baltimore, Maryland

    brazo.......you have my attention

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    jdove- 7 years ago

    Your poem brings back memories, especially playing tea with the dolls.