The spirits come

The spirits go

You may just see

Their ghostly glow

As one of the living

Who dare to see

Beyond the veil

Where the spirits be

Laughing and dancing

On the spectral stage

Time doesn’t exist

Nor does age

From there to here

They’ll visit often

Their life before

Not to be forgotten

The spirits come

The spirits go

Someday their secrets

Will be ours to know