On duty GhostA Poem by LeslieNoelOn Duty Ghost The ghost roams the stairs of The Strand, swinging his ethereal flashlight in hand, making his nightly rounds, enjoying the sounds of the band. He walks the halls, making sure all is well within its walls. Stucco and stone, he walks alone to preserve the tone from time that has gone by, preserving its sigh and the spirit of The Strand. © 2025 LeslieNoel |
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Added on November 27, 2025 Last Updated on November 27, 2025 AuthorLeslieNoelTaunton, MAAboutHi, my name is Leslie Balch and I love writing poetry that inspired by my deepest of emotions. My inspirations are nature and life events. Writing poetry is my way of coping with life's difficulties. .. more.. |

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