From my 7th year

I found a poem I had written for Halloween when I was in 2nd grade. Without further adieu…

Ghosts are scary,
Ghosts are real,
Some ghosts are named Harry,
and some ghosts steal.

I once knew a ghost named Jasmine
But she did not steal.

(hold the applause)

Oooh that’s lovely!

Do you remember any particular associations with the names ‘Harry’ and ‘Jasmine’ from this time in your life?

Ghosts don’t do yoga.