That’s twice I’ve seen you walk on by;
without a glance in my direction–
You seemed intent and purposeful,
Perhaps gave the place inspection,
I know you saw me standing there,
Waiting for a sign,
But you simply walked on by
As though, perhaps, were blind.
I think, maybe, you’ve turned away
From all I meant to you,
Perhaps I didn’t do enough–
what would you have me do?
I see your spirit, floating free,
At our old home in the valley,
I know you loved that place the most,
Are you and those ghosts being pally?
Feel free to haunt it all you want,
I understand your need;
I couldn’t have it anyway,
I didn’t have the deed;
My heart aches for what might have been,
I wish that you could know,
I never dreamed that you would die–
I wouldn’t have it so.
Sandra Lee Smith
Originally posted February 24, 2012
Updated August 29, 2018
