I think a v oice is co ming ba ck to me caught up i n the breeze
I’d turn it int o a song but my words a re like water gone too q uick
you know the brit tle moments that cru mble as a child crushing a flow er in their hands
you’re the gh ost beside me present b ut never really the re at all
Written: January 2017. Explanation: A poem written fairly quickly in my own time. Feedback welcome. Please see my most recent poem, an updated version of 'The Garden' - it was originally placed on HP last year, but has since been improved for university. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page. NOTE: Many of my older pieces will be removed from HP at some point in the future.