Ghost of My Past


Ghost of past

By Tim S Poma

A ghost of my past
Came wrapped up in wrath
As I sat and laughed
At how it got fat

A ghost of my presents
Came baring gifts
Of a heart and spirit that uplifts
And a love that will ever last and always exist

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