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Oft in the silence of the night,
When the lonely moon rides high,
When wintry winds are whistling,
And we hear the owl's shrill cry,
In the quiet, dusky chamber,
By the flickering firelight,
Rising up between two sleepers,
Comes a spirit all in white.
Our lil' ghost
A winsome little ghost it is,
Rosy-cheeked, and bright of eye;
With yellow curls all breaking loose
From the small cap pushed awry.
Up it climbs among the pillows,
For the "big dark" brings no dread,
And a baby's boundless fancy
Makes a kingdom of a bed.
Our lil' ghost
A fearless little ghost it is;
Safe the night seems as the day;
The moon is but a gentle face,
And the sighing winds are gay.
The solitude is full of friends,
And the hour brings no regrets;
For, in this happy little soul,
Shines a sun that never sets.
Our lil' ghost
A merry little ghost it is,
Dancing gayly by itself,
On the flowery counterpane,
Like a tricksy household elf;
Nodding to the fitful shadows,
As they flicker on the wall;
Talking to familiar pictures,
Mimicking the owl's shrill call.
Our lil' ghost
A thoughtful little ghost if is;
And, when lonely gambols tire,
With chubby hands on chubby knees,
It sits winking at the fire.
Fancies innocent and lovely
Shine before those baby-eyes,
Endless fields of dandelions,
Brooks, and birds, and butterflies.
Our lil' ghost
A loving little ghost it is:
When crept into its nest,
Its hand on father's shoulder laid,
Its head on mother's breast,
It watches each familiar face,
With a tranquil, trusting eye;
And, like a sleepy little bird,
Sings its own soft lullaby.
Our lil' ghost
Then those who feigned to sleep before,
Lest baby play till dawn,
Wake and watch their folded flower
Little rose without a thorn.
And, in the silence of the night,
The hearts that love it most
Pray tenderly above its sleep,
"God bless our little ghost!"
- by CuteWhiteFluffyTeddyBear |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/26/2009 |
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- Title: Our Lil' Ghost
- Artist: CuteWhiteFluffyTeddyBear
- Description: This is about a real lil' baby ghost does all this thin' making people feels creepy inside.He loves playin' tricks but w@ ppl 2 no.i never gets fool but he'll get u. So wat? U don't no w@ gonna come next.
- Date: 06/26/2009
- Tags: ghost
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Comments (1 Comments)
- WhitePandaCloe1 - 06/26/2009
- Wow this is a really long poem but aleast u wrote a poem. Also i really like it.I really creepy but i reallly lov this poem. Hop u win.
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