Ghostly Invitation

There is a word, unspoken.

An answer to a quiet past.

Your eyes rush by, unnoticed.

Invisible once more.

Taken from a world of wonder,

where she was wild, wanted nothing.

Taken from my hope of heaven,

having walked with hands to hold.

Now silence keeps

and yesterday forgotten.

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