I believe that ghosts and spirit exist. How can I not when they often assist? Once I held my dead Grandpa’s hand while he led but Mom and Dad saw me quite sick in bed. Once the dog kept barking and pointed upstairs. I went to look, but there was no one there. Once Grandpa’s voice called “Maria, awake!” Grandma stopped the car, her feet on the brake. When I wrote a dear friend late in the night And he called before I mailed it to say “I’m all right“ He totaled his Mom’s car but walked away When he heard me saying he’d be okay. We are surrounded by folks alive or gone who do what they can to keep us from harm.
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