2 days after my great-grandmother died
My little sister stood in her crib
Pointing, giggling, and saying her name
I hope she was right
I hope ghosts are real
It’ll be fun
Haunting those who’ve haunted me
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
2 days after my great-grandmother died
My little sister stood in her crib
Pointing, giggling, and saying her name
I hope she was right
I hope ghosts are real
It’ll be fun
Haunting those who’ve haunted me
Nice job – I liked the turnaround at the end. Congrats on writing this at hour 18 too.