a ghost's song

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this poem was written by my 13 yr old daughter, Jane. she saw what i had written for Christian Taylor's poetry contest and she wanted to see if she could write one that met all of the rules.

Submitted: November 11, 2011

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Was it just wind in the garden, I know not,

For it shone but briefly, like the moon come dusk,

A shining, yet veiled thing,

Trailing its ghostly glow.

From this wispy spirit, came a low, sweet song

Carried by the wind, loud, then gentle,

To my ears, still flesh.

It sang of a sadness, a dream,

A lust for a quick death.

'Twas poetry, sweet song.

But ah, I now realize, this ghost was my sweet,

And died by the hand of its lover.


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