Kaila George (20 October 1962 / New Zealand)
A Ghost Of A Memory
Early Morning hours I could hear the birds start to chirp
Outside my open window, pondering
Conclusion, life has new meaning when you face
Past history's of mistakes
You know in your heart that there was nothing anyone could do
So now it's just a ghost of a memory
That's best left in the past
Eye's start to drop
You sleep in blissful peace
Kaila George's Other Poems
- - I Can- -(Rebecca's Challenge Completed...
- A Better World of Dreams
- A Butterflys Life
- A Chaos Of Thought
- A Child In God's Grace
- A Child Speaks...
- A Childs Dream
- A Culture Torn (Reply To The Philosophy ...
- A Dedication to David Lewis Paget
- A Disney Fan
- A Dream Like State
- A Gem She Is Indeed
- A Ghost Of A Memory
- A Kiss Goodbye
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.