When The Ghosts Run Wild Poem by Rhonda Baker

What scares you most when the ghosts run wild?
Misbehaving, like a demon child
Is it the noise of a creek in your home?
When no one is there and you’re all alone
Is it the chill you feel to the core?
As the raven caws ”never more”
Is it a shadow that hides behind trees?
Or the feeling, someone touched you with the kiss of a breeze
For ghost you know are all around
So many that you could drown
So take care when the ghosts run wild
For they may take YOU my child!
10/13/10