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!