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Saturday, 4 August 2012

My Ghosts.


As i sit here with my ghosts
i can breathe
i feel at peace.

When i shut my eyes to the room
they show themselves
sitting in their favourite chair.

They look at me
not with sadness
but with joy in their eyes.

A smile conveys
that they are happy
they are at peace.

And as i am filled with
an overwhelming sense of pride
i open my eyes.

When i look back
to their favourite seats
they are empty.

I smile
thank them for their visit
and say good bye.

©spor