Saturday, August 10, 2024

In a Victorian house with secrets untold,
A baby's story, ancient and cold,
Entombed beneath the creaky floor,
Lost to time, now seeking more.

Generations passed, unaware,
Of the tragedy lingering there,
Now the search for kinfolk begins,
To unearth the past, where sorrow spins.

The walls whisper tales of yore,
Of a family fractured, hearts sore,
Mystery shrouded in dust and decay,
An infant's fate, hidden away.

Centuries of silence finally break,
As the truth stirs, no longer fake,
The search for relatives, a quest,
To honor the babe, finally rest.