Our next door neighbor was a
Kindly elderly man who told
Us he was a retired magician.
He would gladly come over
When invited for dinner. And
He would amaze our youngest
Daughter with magic tricks.
One evening he told us this
May be the last time he
Would be able to make it
Over–he had an incurable
Disease and would soon
Perform the ultimate
Disappearing act.
Tag: disappear
Museum
I found this museum on
A quiet street on the
Edge of town with an
Inconspicuous sign in
The front
It was the Museum of Broken Dreams
The creepy thing about
It was if a person entered
The museum that was the
Last anyone ever saw of
Them again