Ghosts

A shudder; a shiver

The light, a flicker

A shadow, a voice

A memory is triggered


Happy thoughts, happy days

Love and laughter


Reality comes back, sharper than ever

Skin is tingling, senses are mingling


Footsteps above; is that someone singing?

Quickly, quietly

Without a word

Tiptoe upstairs - this seems absurd!


Suddenly, chills

Right to the bone

There’s a dark silhouette

But you’re all alone