As part of Halloween and Captain Lifecruiser's Halloween Scary Story celebrations I'm posting a poem that my dear Dad wrote when I was a little girl....I still remember it...



The Ghost floated in the through the open door

And the Cat gave a scream as he leapt off the floor

His eyes bulged wide and his limbs grew taut

As he watched the ghost begin to haunt

The Ghost rocked to and fro at a leisurely pace

And he seemed very friendly by the smile on his face

But friendly or not we still cannot say

For we haven't seen the cat since that day !!!!!




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Image courtesy of Sanni

I have an object in my hand,
It only moves when I command.

It can speak and tell a lie,
Yet has no feelings and cannot cry.

It says I love you but has no heart.
Yet keeps us together when we're apart

And in my hand it can be brave,
But does as it's told, for it's my slave.

It doesn't move till I say when,
So now I place it away....




© Ken Barker

This poem was written by my Father about 40 years ago.