Ghosts

Dark cloudy skies

Open and come overcast

My eyes begin to water

 

Ringing Church bells

Lovers getting wed

Making love in honeymoon suites

 

God watching over

Telling me

And guiding my destiny

 

Tears rolling down

Make me silent

Through my own twists

 

 

© 1998 David Greg Harth

98.09.09.16:06:00@NYCVIS10036

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