Haunting Me Poem by John Yaws

Haunting Me



I can hear your lonely footsteps
Down the hallways of my mind.
No freedom from your presence…
It seems that I can find.

If I can't have you with me-
Why can't you set me free?
Instead of your old memories-
Which keep on haunting me?

You're there each night beside me
Yet when I reach, I find….
My bed is cold and empty…
I'm about to lose my mind.

I sense your presence near me,
Each time I start the car…
I almost reach to hold you…
Then remember where you are.

I set two plates for dinner…
When I sit and watch T. V.—
I often say, "Did you see that"?
Why are you haunting me?

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John Yaws

John Yaws

Gonzales Co., Texas, USA
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