Ghost Story
GHOST STORY
Hey! Over there ! I got a glimpse of him !
Yes, I see him now over there almost hidden behind those books
Naw, doesn’t look like the fella I used to know so well
Well, time changes everything you know
Ok but I always thought eternity would be a kinda blessing in disguise
You know, allowing time for reflection away from the hurley-burley
But no, I spend lotsa time still trying to figure him out
Oh oh he’s moving again, it’s hard to keep track of him!
He was seen in Seattle last month and now I hear
They often see him in Venice and even Thailand - fast mover
And appearing more and more often in unusual spots
Well like father like son you know
Yeah, we used to be close all right - go everywhere, share things
When we were both in the land of the living
Long time separated, huh?
Yeah, thirty years next fall. . .and I still miss him,
Think ‘bout him every day, kinda spooky
Cos I figured he would fade from my memory as time passed
How often do you come down to check on him?
The maximum allowable - three times a year - now that
They’ve promoted me to Angel Class One
So I’ll probably find you down next spring wherever your son is appearing?
Yeah, in March, when he’s doing a book-signing in Des Moines
Ok . . . I’ll seeya then, old timer
Yeah, seeya, gotta fly, hahaha.
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