Indeed,
there is a moment
when hushed memories sneak,
creeping behind you.
You hear the creak, and turn
to find those lost
those missed,
those grieved.
They’re whispers caught
on remembered phrases,
favourite songs;
you’re sure you hear their voices.
Indeed, there are moments
when ghosts hover;
in memories
their love remains.
Shawn L. Bird 
Lovely
Thanks, Kae!
🙂
“Indeed, there are moments
when ghosts hover,
in memories
their love remains.”
I love this, Shawn. Have felt this lately. Thank you for putting words to it.
Thank you, Julia. Blessings in the embrace of that love.
So many beloveds sneak up, in times of ennui, and whisper their signatures.
Yes. And other times, too.
Nice internal rhymes…
Thanks for noticing! lol
So many people I loved have left this time of the year. It used to make me sad for myself, until I decided instead to be happy for them. It’s a whole new world. Shawn, have a merry and healthy holiday season and a Happy and Prosperous New Year!
Blessings to you, Melody! May your hopes come to fruition this year!