There is something not quite right
Something feels a little weird
The door which I closed this morning
Is now ajar. I stand still
My heart beats loudly, inside my head
I walk into the lounge, its silent
I cant quite work out whats missing,
I stand still looking around
The fish pump is quiet, its not working at all
I look at the plug, its turned off
The phone is unplugged as well,
Something here is not right
I sit silently, I take it all in
An old lady died here last year
Is she trying to tell me something?
I really don’t want a ghost here.
I shake myself together,
It must have been me,
Not with it this morning,
There is no uninvited ghost here.