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The Ghost I Knew

Can I catch you
Can you stay?
Forests at wood
There we play
A gentle hand 
That fixed the dress
Brushing tears back
Saving stress
I can not bare
The oaken wave
Only memories
Can I save
I miss your hair
And what it covered
More than a mind
God knows I loved her
The ghost I knew
She rests away
I can not catch you
You can not stay.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Date: 4/21/2013 10:45:00 PM
Hi John, wow.... i wish they could stay... sad,.... but i love the poem...Linda
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Date: 4/21/2013 10:26:00 PM
cool poem DX
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