Silence Is Golden For A Ghost And Museum Poem by Shaun Cronick

Silence Is Golden For A Ghost And Museum



Silence is golden so the old adage goes,
For how much longer only God truly knows.
A museum now playing times waiting game,
Its quietude would put a mouse to shame.

I'm just an adrift ghost walking this day alone,
A lost spectre among historic displays shown.
A people's museum that will open at a later date,
Which this beloved museum does silently await.

Tuesday, May 12, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: silence,truth
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