Watch-Ghost - Poem by Patti Masterman
Imagine the ghost I would become,
The ghost that's yet to be,
While my body sleeps the sleep
Of death- yet I am free.
Imagine eyes, that watch the dawn
Un-cumbered by the frame
That bore, close to a century-
But no more claims a name.
Imagine loving presence guards
The living flesh of one,
Who once upon the earth had forged
A bond: in blood was done.
Imagine me with you always,
More than ever before;
No counterfeit of life or death
Can ever close that door.
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