A Poem a Day (255): I thought I heard you

 

I thought I heard you

 

I thought I heard you as I lay,

Thought I heard you speak to me.

 

I thought I saw you walk on by,

Smelt your perfume in the sky.

 

I caught you with a quiet smile

When no one else could see you.

 

The cat we had oft followed me,

Beneath my feet ‘til you went away.

 

I think he knew before me.

I think he came to welcome you.

 

The sparrows have been silent this month.

I cannot tell when they’ll return.

 

The trays and hooks sit emptied out

And the days seem longer still.

 

Copyright Vickie Johnstone, September 14, 2020