My Baby Girl

Moonlight squeezes though a crackled window shade

Now widowed, I sleep alone with sad memories

I lie restless in my lonesome bed, when I hear

Tiny footsteps creaking the floor outside my door

Is that my little girl’s bubbling giggle

Echoing in the hall outside my room?

I know, I know it’s my heart playing tricks

My child is dead, her soul in God’s light

Yet, I feel her warm breath on my cheek

The song, “I’m a Little Tea Pot,”

I sang her is being sung in my ear

I know my baby girl is here

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100 Word Horror writing prompt entry

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The challenge is to write a poem that contains some form of horror or thriller. No more than 100 words.

Even with a ghost, the story is both thrilling and yet, heartwarming. It is not the usual ghost horror story.

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