Ghosts
An unseen footstep on the stair
The misty glow of moonless nights
The shadow cast when no one's there
A rustling drape, strange bluish lights
The groaning of a swaying door
That you'd locked fast an hour before
The feeling that you're not alone
An icy touch, a sudden chill
A mournful, otherworldly moan
Borne on the breeze when trees are still
The flicker of a candle flame
The hollow voice that speaks your name
The sadness in your mother's smile
The amber hue of faded bliss
A child's laughter free from guile
The memory of Love's first kiss
Of friends and family gone before
Of all who shall return no more
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