ghosts

copyright c e ayr

ghosts

in the darkness they come
the ghosts of my accusers
created from the anger
or resentment
of those who still live
who point fingers
and hurl accusations
of heinous crimes
many of which
I admit
I am guilty of

there are other ghosts
of those now dead
who show more benevolence
even forgiveness
of my innumerable faults

a former lover
who departed many years ago
far too young
who bears no grudge
for my imperfections

and a friend
a lady who wanted more than I could give
taken just last year
by the virus
which swept the earth
calls me with affection
mon sale gosse
my little rascal

but my most frequent visitor
is my mother
who died all those years ago
but has never left me
she says nothing
simply enfolds me
as always
in her love

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