Ethel The Ghost Poem by Christopher Tye

Ethel The Ghost

Who would have thought a ghost could make a difference,
Giving somebody a second chance at life,
Being made to make me feel accepted.

So was it fate or something more supernatural at play,
The spirit world lifting a human spirit,
Serendipity at play as everything finally falls into place,
So thanks to Ethel and her human friends.

Sometimes God moves in very mysterious ways,
Sending me a guardian angel in the form of Ethel the ghost,
So I look forward to seeing you out of the corner of my eye,
And the mischievous taps on my shoulders.

By Christopher Tye