Ghost

the place where I work,
used to be a public 
hostilery..
in days gone by...
Now it's a home where
loved ones come, as the
years fly ..
I sometimes wonder..
but it doesn't scare me,
what lies in corridors,
and beneath the thunder..
Last night as I assisted
a lady in her bed..
The light quivered,
above my head..
Not once or twice but
more than sixty..
It put me in the dark..
But still I continued,
while it had a lark..
and the lady cried out
in Welsh. ..
I thought it strange, 
it's a modern energy
saving bulb..
That shouldn't flicker
on and off like
a seventies disco..
which it once was..
and I was there.
in 78, dancing my
youth away,
Now I'm sixty some,
experiencing
Electricity that won't
behave .
or something else..
I reported it ..
to maintenance. 
But there's nothing wrong. ?!
Guess I better
get used to it .
Party on.