Into the Wind

The Little Ghostie in the Window

How much for that ghostie in the window--
The one with the jack-o-lantern pail?
The sad round eyes follow my steps
As I pass the old abandoned house
Where once that ghostie ran free
Barking in the backyard and playing
With Autumn's colorful leaves.
No longer a puppy in this world
Long gone are the owners who cared
Now just a sad little ghostie
Waiting for another to love it
And set its sad spirit free