The only ghost I ever saw <br />Was dressed in mechlin, --so; <br />He wore no sandal on his foot, <br />And stepped like flakes of snow. <br />His gait was soundless, like the bird, <br />But rapid, like the roe; <br />His fashions quaint, mosaic, <br />Or, haply, mistletoe. <br /> <br /> <br />Hi conversation seldom, <br />His laughter like the breeze <br />That dies away in dimples <br />Among the pensive trees. <br />Our interview was transient, -- <br />Of me, himself was shy; <br />And God forbid I look behind <br />Since that appalling day!<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-only-ghost-i-ever-saw/
