THE HAUNT~POETRY
this haunting
i
t will not stop
it will return again
and again and

each time it will
remain away
longer
and then
l
onger still and

every time it will
come in a more vivid
and
stronger way and
at the bidding of

old memories perhaps
one which had been
gently tucked and
l
ocked away like

a treasure waiting
t
o be found when
t
he heart and soul
needed it most and

it will be sweeter and
harder to bear until
t
he haunt becomes
t
he dream, a dream

that will not fade or
alter or disappear
until the morning
light
beckons and

once again, the dream
becomes the haunt
forever grasping at the
reality of the dream...

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