Ghost Too Close

 I whistled a cloud of daisy dust
Watched you dance towards the light
Felt the Knapweed hold my hand
With a ghost too close for the night
 
There’s to be more hunts and haunts
And more amends to be left unsaid
More sorry songs of the woebegone
That put your splinters in my head
 
Moving on makes your shadow grow
Shapes your face onto the moon
Lost our memories to the clouds
With a ghost too close and gone too soon