I do not believe in ghosts
But they are haunting me.
Not the ghosts of Christmas past,
Or present, or future.
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Such shades do not readily obey our wishes that they fade from mind, but they find it hard to abide when we lift the light of self examination, perhaps it hurts their eyes. That was a long way around to saying I appreciated this poem very much.
Letting go...that's always the hardest part! Nicely done, keep up the great work...Jeff.