I smell a fragrance
Familiar to me
There’s no one around
Except just for me
It’s quiet
It’s dark
It’s calm
I feel a gentle tickle on my arm
But there’s no one there
I can not see
I think it’s a spirit
Trying to talk to me
Someone gone before
But now just passing by!
It’s strange this did happen years ago! And sometime later I heard my God Mother had died around about then and no one had told me! until ages later!