Ghost
--Ghost--
Who are you;
small freckled boy,
that your face so
haunts my nightmares?
Who are you;
small freckled boy,
that your smile so
lights my dreams?
Who are you;
small freckled boy,
that you press your
face against mine-
and whisper you’re not there?
Who are you;
small freckled boy,
that you watch with
eyes so brown?
Who are you;
small freckled boy,
that those wide
brown eyes are crying?
Oh, who are you;
you sad, poor boy,
that you fade…
upon the air?
Who are you;
small freckled boy,
that your face so
haunts my nightmares?
Who are you;
small freckled boy,
that your smile so
lights my dreams?
Who are you;
small freckled boy,
that you press your
face against mine-
and whisper you’re not there?
Who are you;
small freckled boy,
that you watch with
eyes so brown?
Who are you;
small freckled boy,
that those wide
brown eyes are crying?
Oh, who are you;
you sad, poor boy,
that you fade…
upon the air?
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You ought to know my rule by now-- I would like to know what this poem means to YOU. I don't mind if your interpretation is different to the one I had intended, so long as you take some meaning from it. I would also really love some feedback on the beauty and flow of the poem.Thanks.
per l'amore della musica, la vita, e l'amicizia.
C'e` bellezza in tutta.