Gogglelagoshee
I am the house ghost tonight
making the floors cry out
softly as I try my words out
on my half lit house
tonight this restless soul
wanders the halls
listens at doorways
for God
or someone like God
love waits
in some of the rooms
pain waits in others
and the ghost asks little
of either
only a taste to say I was
here- David Jackson
to David