PHANTOMS


The dreams come
It starts over again
Faces in the dark
A lifetime of memories

You might think it’s torture
But they become old friends
Visiting each night
A reason to wake

They aren’t real anymore
Phantoms of the imagination
Some call them ghosts
Singing by the candlelight

Wishing them gone
Only makes them laugh
The time is near
They died suddenly

Now they are here
See them with me
Long ago they were young
So full of life

Are they here now
Seeking life again
They can’t have
This year they will be released


Michael V Hechtman