in search of your ghost

I abandoned my post

to search for your ghost

but soon realised there’s nothing to find

for you were neither caring nor careful nor kind.

and on these winter days the snow crunches beneath my feet

and on these spring days the windows rattle under hard sleet

and on these summer days I can’t bear the unbearably hot heat

yet on an autumn day I often wonder if we will ever meet

and those thoughts, they prod and ponder

and wonder as I wander through the hills and dales of my mind

for you were neither caring nor careful nor kind

so why did I

abandon my post

in search for your ghost

when there is simply nothing to find.