Ghost

I know that I’ve said this before
I also know it to be true
every time I look in the mirror
all I can see is you,

through the bedroom door
I see you in the everyday clothes
that you wore

in the kitchen
which in
former days was a happy place
all I can see is your, come and get
dinner time, face.

I want to move on
but
you will not move out

The mind and the memory
that’s what it is all about.

© 2019, John Smallshaw.