I saw the shade of a ghost.
I instructed her to come into the light.
Hesitation followed, as expected.
Different tools were put into use.
Elegant words, and a beautiful heart.
Now she tiptoed forward.
Eyes could see her, mine more than most.
Overwhelmed with joy, we danced at sunrise.
Come mid-day, we held hands.
Exhausted, we watched the sun fall.
I lost her in the darkness that night.
With the moons glow, I see the shadow of the ghost.