The Ghosts

The ghosts of times gone by
Peeping through the window pane
Always there
Lurking in the walls
In the air.

Haunting the future now
Living the past forever
By their fate
Two Victorian Ladies
Never late.

As spirits intertwined
Floating seamlessly through time
Yet still here
Where fen meets stars
They stand near.

The ghosts of times gone by
Watching, looking, exorcising
Tenants new
From their home,
Is it you?

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