Alas they returned
The faces of the silent
For they had been so very quiet for many a year
Hidden yet on view
Waiting for me to stare
A look in that special way

I'd seen him in the carpet
Just a face
Silent
Quiet
Just a face
Looking lost
My spine gave a tingle

I never know what they want
They never speak
Nor shout
Or leap out
Silent yet they be
Still a shiver scares my soul

You can see them too
If you want
Just take a look
They could be in your curtains
Or staring from your wall
The faces of our passing
Ghosts from time before