The GhostA Poem by Val DohrenAs resting in my bed I lay I saw an awesome sight A ghostly spectre hov`ring there, To haunt me through the night I hid my face beneath the sheets Too scared to move at all What was that apparition Which stood there by the wall Why had it come to visit me To fill me with such fear Would it stay there all night long Or would it disappear I hardly dared to look again, But opened just one eye Then slowly peeked across the room And thought that I would die I`m sure I saw it move my way I couldn`t even scream Because, through fear, I`d lost my voice Oh, tell me it`s a dream! That`s it, I thought, I`m fast asleep It isn`t really there And when I wake up in the morn I`ll laugh at such a scare So, still hidden `neath the sheets I made it go away Then slumbered softly through the night Until the break of day And when the morning light shone it I sat up with a frown The ghost I thought was haunting me Was just my dressing gown © 2012 Val Dohren |
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Added on September 12, 2012 Last Updated on September 12, 2012 Author
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