A world separate from worlds
Where spectral bodies roam
without limits
They watch the good and bad
Young and old
Protecting and observing
Maybe they love too
We’ll never know
For they live but are not part of life
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
A world separate from worlds
Where spectral bodies roam
without limits
They watch the good and bad
Young and old
Protecting and observing
Maybe they love too
We’ll never know
For they live but are not part of life