Ghost Poem by Naomi Waters

He is a whisper in the wind
My friend
The story of his life ended long ago
But he is still my friend
He wears an old fashioned suite
My friend does
I ask him about his age
When I do he says
My age doesn't matter dear friend
All that matters in the end
Is that I am here
So I accept his answer and go on
I am 30 now
Much wiser
But not as wise as him
One day I ask him what his name is
And once again he answers
My name doesn't matter my older friend
All that matters in the end
Is that I am your friend
I am 90 now
My life is nearly done
But before I go and move on
I ask again
A simple question about my friend
Who were you in life I whisper
And then my life is done
My story has ended