It has been said that sometimes,
When a soul is lost to disease and death,
It cannot find rest in the ever after.
That soul is me, Arline...
And I am stuck on the earthly plane for reasons above my knowledge base.
I pray every day for God,
To take me away and give me a different kind of peace.
But, neither one of them has returned my plea,
And I am stuck in this place,
Where I am compelled to continue this... Haunting By Rote.
HAUNTING BY ROTE
When I was alive and well, I was called Arline Salomon by my parents and friends and others.
I was always the protector force among my friends and family... I was compelled to be a watcher.
I barely slept an entire night during my 29 years of life... I walked the halls of my parent's home like a sentry.
And after the cancer took me away from life, I came back... to haunt my parent's home, again... invisible... tangible... a watcher... a sentry!