Winter ghost

WINTER GHOST

A white crystal rain
falls over the glade;
a soft velvet veil
that dresses the graves.

A freezing wind blows
and whispers a song;
the night gets so cold;
the streams flow no more.

The light of two lamps
reveals what's behind
the tombs and their dark:
the shade of a man.

Bare feet, a few rags,
silent lips, shaking hands.
Sad face, doomy eyes,
something hurts deep inside.

He opens his arms
and looks at my eyes;
I run to his lap
and hold him so tight;

and then there's a smile
and tears in our eyes,
but suddenly now
he fades like a lie.

He's just a ghost,
I'm just a man,
so weak and small,
a mortal one.

I see the stars
and start to cry,
I say -good bye,
I love you dad-​

The Jester (18/05/2013)​

 

Quite sad... I thought of my own father when I saw the last few lines... Thank you for sharing. Greetings!

A.B.