Apparition
The lighting, it was over-bright,
startled my eyes in transition
Awakened in the dead of night,
the lighting, it was over-bright.
Glimpse of sword in hand, ghostly white.
Blood spilled by vile apparition!
The lighting, it was over-bright,
startled my eyes in transition.
6/15/16
Copyright © Marti Sutherland | Year Posted 2016
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