The Ghost and Me
I rode my horse to town and back today
And passed a house so old, so bleak, so bare
The age a hundred years or more they say-
And found by chance a ghost who lived just there
I said, "Hello, you look distraught, my friend.
"A ghost like you I've never seen before."
He said,"I haunt this shack without an end,
"And still no one has walked inside that door."
"My horse just fell and broke my neck right here.
"I've done my best to haunt this place, you see."
I said,"Old man,it's time to spread some fear!
"Climb up behind, we'll find your place to be."
"Climb up behind, you don't weigh much, I 'spect."
"I won't", said he,"Last time I broke my neck."
10/22/16
For contest English Sonnet
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