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Oh, evening stroll, welcome again
A friend here to relax and to mend
As I drift my way into the meadow
Thoughts of the love I left a widow
The moonlit grass passes through my feet
I imagine lost comfort of skin met breeze
The nightly rain will wash my sorrow
To be fresh again as I face tomorrow
To the house I built years before
Lived in by children I built it for
A forest home lost in isolation
Now I haunt in their condemnation
I creep into their room
As they climb into bed
I slip through the walls
Though I am visible
Pale white and devastated
Screaming in terror and shock
My children fear me!
Oh, evening stroll, take me again
Lose me once more in river's bend
The water is where I now nest
My family can continue their rest
A friend here to relax and to mend
As I drift my way into the meadow
Thoughts of the love I left a widow
The moonlit grass passes through my feet
I imagine lost comfort of skin met breeze
The nightly rain will wash my sorrow
To be fresh again as I face tomorrow
To the house I built years before
Lived in by children I built it for
A forest home lost in isolation
Now I haunt in their condemnation
I creep into their room
As they climb into bed
I slip through the walls
Though I am visible
Pale white and devastated
Screaming in terror and shock
My children fear me!
Oh, evening stroll, take me again
Lose me once more in river's bend
The water is where I now nest
My family can continue their rest
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At first I was just describing one of my nightly walks to the corner store. Then I started thinking about possible motifs and themes. Eventually I decided it would be interesting to tell the story of a ghost.
© 2014 - 2024 Matthordika
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Hmmm...both very scenic and creepy! I adore it!