Ghostly Encounters

Ghost hiding in the House, Playing tricks and making noise On the Staircase walking up and down, activating them, Toys. Laughing crying, screaming Yelling, knocking on the doors. Evil and good, dark and light shining on the floors. Never knowing what to expect on Countless endless nights, On the water in the woods they take great delight. Under branches on their stones, buried in there graves, No one can imagine the energy that They crave. Endless dreams of them visiting, loved ones from the past, Remembering them is easy to do but dreams they never last. Someday we will be a ghost, a spirit in the night, screaming yelling telling stories Shining down our light.