they come drifting through the air
I feel their icy touch as they pass
sense them standing behind me

when I turn there's nothing there
spirits I ask? what do you want?
never no never getting a reply

I catch a glimpse of something
maybe its just a shadow, yet
it moves again a shape forming

only then to fade away and vanish
like a mist dispersing in the sun
who are they? are they real?

a figment of my imagination
yet as I wake I clearly see
and know they are there

yet also a sense of friendship
a meaning of no harm or hurt
I know they wish to guide me

to show me the best way
that when they do speak to me
their voices will be full of love

I reach to them without alarm
I open my heart and also my soul
knowing they are there waiting

they wait for me to join them
to walk with them yet again
those who were my friends