Have you ever felt a presence
One that could not be seen
Felt so strongly at the time
Can you tell what it will mean.
There are times I feel it with me
As if I were standing hand in hand
The touch feels so all-encompassing
Almost makes it too much to stand.
So many emotions bottled up inside
I close my eyes and see the face
Even though I know it is dead and gone
It can still make my heart race.
Always easy for me to think too much
Not easy for me to ease my mind
I have to get up and move away
Anew start and memory to find.