The Child Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
The Child
The Child of Gold
At night it appears
And on rare nights
Stormy nights:
Down
Down the ancient steps
Down
The hanging street lamps
Below
And
The chill whispers of the sundry
Ghosts.
Friday, August 11, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: ghosts
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