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Ghost


I have wandered these halls

for years long past.

 

For a time I wandered

alone.

 

My only company,

the Ghost Cats.

 

One day, I heard a voice

calling my name.

 

A little girl, starting with sightless eyes,

calling "Leo! Leo! Grandfather Leo!"

 

I answer her,

caressing her hair.

 

She promises to remember me,

as her parents look through me.

 

They cannot see.

 

More come, calling my name.

"Give us a sign," they cry.

 

No.

I don't want to.

 

I live in the world

of the sightless.

 

They leave me alone

in my misery.

 

Only the sightless

see my world.

 
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