Message From The Grave
You are gone, but I hear your voice once more.
It is like you are right outside the door.
This can’t be because you have passed over.
You are in the cemetery pushing up clover.
Am I loosing it? Going out of my mind?
I will miss you till the end of time.
I always thought, once you’re dead, you’re gone.
No after life in the grave to carry on.
Yet, you’re voice keeps coming back to me.
Can grief cause these things I hear and see?
I thought I saw you leaving the room.
I ran to look, but there was nothing in the gloom.
If you have returned, appear at my side.
Let me talk with you. Are you alive?
Is there something you want to say to me?
Talk to me now so I can be able to see.
Is that you, standing by the door?
Like I saw you standing there before?
Talk to me. Tell me what you have to say.
I know it’s important. Tell me today.
What was that? Don’t talk to my back.
Don’t forget to feed the cat???
——————————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)