It comes back in the framework of an ache
New to the knee though you’ve had no injury
Stretching and the gap closes instantly
Between confidence and a death you’ve seen already
It’s not a ghost which keeps you up at night
It’s certainty any telltale pain appearing suddenly
The ghost is your memory, incomplete, waiting
The last memory that it comes back.
Yes. Yes. Indeed. Love this one, Jeff.
Oh, yes. Those ghosts!
Interesting…..looks like it could be read a couple ways (at least)
I like this one a lot. Happy New Year!
Happy New Year, Chris! Give our best wishes to Tanis and we’ll talk soon. Cold up there?
Best wishes to you and Mary and the kids! It was 5 degrees a couple days ago, and it’s going down to zero on Saturday, but today it’s a balmy 20 degrees.