My Friendly Ghost Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

As the last glimpse of light
leaves the day,
And all the trees gently sway.
I walk through the forest slowly,
remembering things my mind had swept away.

And in those lonely moments,
little flickers of memories
come running past
and little snippets of conversations
when you were here last.

I cannot deny that I miss you
and it is in these days that I feel it most.
Now you are just a memory,
my friendly ghost.

I smile when I remember our dance.
I recollect every step.
Your music was beauty to my ears.
Your words had so much depth.

It gives me little consolation for you are long gone.
I close my eyes so tightly
and try to hear your song.

Maybe in our next life,
we will have the chance to meet again.
All I can do is ponder …until then.

Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .