Norman Poem by Ramona Thompson

Part of the psychic poem project. If this touches you, please let me know.

Thanks

Nice not ever a naughty ghost have I been
Only wanna be your ghostly little friend from beyond
Really don't understand why you all scream and run away when I make my unearthly presense in the room known
Maybe shouting out 'Boo' like that was't such a good idea
A bit mischievous and sometimes even rude, still I would never hurt anyone of you
Not even that jerk who's always trying to chase me outta my bed, the fireplace

What in the world is his problem anyway?

I mean, really
Come on, people
Can't we all living and dead just get along?

2008 Ramona Thompson