Her Haunting Presence
There is the undertone of a haunting melodic presence
unheard by others because she wants my attention
I do not immediately recognize her lamenting song
however her voice is unique and cuts to my reptilian brain
My heart keens to her presence, there is a sorrowful joy
I have not heard her song for over twenty-eight years.
It is a day for listening and appreciating her ethereal efforts
Proof that spirit can return to this side of the veil.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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