Will McClenahan

Three Ghosts

Falling fast asleep
Haunted by your dreams
Into them life will creep
Then strangers set the scenes

A child met face to face
Pearls of wisdom given
Lessons for your own sake
This youngster seems so driven

Through blinding light, a man appears
Intent to set you straight
In oratory, your conscience seared
Your person feels second rate

In darkness an old gent stumbles
You run to break his fall
A voice so rich and humble
Life’s trials are all recalled

Wake to different meaning
Of how life should be made
Atone for lack of giving
Cherish what can be saved

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