Elergy to you

 

Day 3

 

Good things come in small packages

you always said to me

like a precious stone

in a small box

i look at myself

this small girl who saw

her small grandmother

wise words from someone who knew

her smallness was her shell

inside she was a giant

the head of the house

the best cook of all

the one with treats in the pantry

the largest smile that stretched miles

the infectious laugh

that lit up the room

from a tiny acorn grows a giant oak

she reminded me when I was down

you’re not so small

you are tall

you are your own giant

now I smile

still small in height

and remind myself

that inside this package

was a very good person. Me.

 

 

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Ghost Walk

As the sun went down

And darkness approached

We waited with baited breath

Then out of the shadows, A man appeared

Dressed in Edwardian clothes.

Top hat and cloak

a cane in one hand

.

A medieval city, haunted with charm

As he started his curious tales,

With a whisper of caution,

And an evil laugh

The story starts to unfold.

We strain to hear his words.

We look for ghosts in silence

.

Quietly walking through cobbled streets

Straining to see in the dark

Mist rises up from the ground

A eerie silence rests upon us

We stop by a vacant shop

And in the window a flickering light

A blood curdling sound from above

.

Heart beating fast, holding my breath

A cold damp feeling touches my neck

Sends shivers down my spine

As I peer through my fingers

The shadows dance around

In the flaming light

I wonder what is next

.

Then the wickedest of laughs

Resonates through my head

As the flickering flame disappears

And out of the shadows steps

Our guide with a smile and says

There no ghosts here tonight.