Ghost In My Eyes

Everywhere I look I see ghost in my eyes.

Strangers and loved ones, all of whom have died.

Yea everywhere I turn…I see ghost in my eyes.

They creep softly in dreams…they appear from behind hidden seams.

I hear them as they all in my mind call out in the night.

I see them both in darkness and the morning light.

Yea, I am afflicted for I see the multitudes of ghost in my eyes.

J. Allen Wilson © 6/18/2011