The setting sun colored the green grass gold with farewell kisses of glow.. A final thought of the day was that the glow would soon fade welcoming the silver moonlight.. I have seen this time and time again.. The sun and moon still see me. They know of my ghostly presence. 

The moon whispers it's silver rays onto the green white grass.. Fireflies swirl around my ghostly body.. They are the lanterns of my soul.. I await the sunrise in this vortex of organic light..