Did i just hear the call
or was it just foosteps echoing
from the ghost in the hall?
Out of the corner of my eye
sometimes i spy her
as she sits on the stairs and watches
i let her be though sometimes she startles me,
racing down in the nick of time
to catch her favorite show on tv
Can't call her mine
but she belongs to this home
A strange family;
two ghosts awaiting the dawn
but at first light
only one will be gone...
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