It’s 3:38 am and from my slumber I awake.  I could feel a cold sensation gently touching  me to wake. Was it you?  Are you close?  Tell me deceased lover, what did you say? I couldn’t hear! Come near.  Whisper once more!  I’m not afraid!

Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G.

Are we truly alone? Do our loved ones visit us from the yonder? Did you ever stop to listen? I want to know.