The Crying Ghost
Fallen with time goes the ghost
Beneath the hour shall minutes still
Seconds serving host
Clocks never knew
To wander where shadows fall
Nearing lights and straying clear
Presences forever to ignore
Crying with a single tear
Knew were things never to remember
Seen were things forever anew
Is life for death forever?
Perhaps the many deaths were ghosts too few
Copyright © Joel Lee | Year Posted 2015
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