Divino Sonetto (Silent Thoughts) Poem by Poetry Forms

There is a sadness now in the old place
Much too much of a wide empty space
Since the family have all moved away
Even the black cat`s been left to stray
But I still hear footsteps upon the path
Yet I never did see anyone visit at all
They have never had any visitors call
I shall go and take a look after my bath
Or maybe I shall telephone a policeman
If I knew where a telephone was I can
I would look silly if it were just a ghost
Maybe I will just put some milk in a pan
And do what I always like making most
A cup of cocoa for my next doors host.

by: Divena Collins