Ghost Hollow

Ghost Hollow

I want it to be known as you read this poem
I know only the following words to be of fact
Many deaths occurred along railroad tracks
They ran through the middle of Ghost Hollow
These words were told to me by my Father


So they walked down the tracks late one night
Grandpa and Father walked in the moons light
As they walked along things seemed all right
Then beside my Grandpa walked a morbid sight


This man walking beside him had to be dead
Grandpa looked at him and he had no head
So the three of them walked without talking
Afraid I guess of this man they were walking


After walking a bit with Grandpa and Father
It left and walked back down in Ghost Hollow

BY: Kings

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