Lost SoulA Poem by Lori
oh sweet spector
is that you I see peaking from the old pine tree oh sweet spector why do you roam looking for family looking for home oh sweet spector is that you I see are you trying to frighten me I feel your sorrow I feel your pain standing there in the rain oh sweet spector is that you I see do you wish to speak to me long dark hair flowing down she wanders the night in her evening gown oh sweet spector poor lost soul where did you come from where will you go © 2012 Lori |
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Added on September 29, 2012 Last Updated on September 29, 2012 AuthorLoriAnaheim, CAAboutMy two favorite poets are Emily Dickensin and Edgar Allan Poe. I draw,paint,sculpt and now I'm giving poetry a whirl. I love animals and only eat free range chicken and fish on occassion and pkan to g.. more..Writing
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