Another life is being lived and where I thought I knew
I find instead another me and then another you.
I thought again of where I was and where I meant to be,
I thought of all the whys and ifs that led me to be free.
And for a time I wondered if 'twas freedom after all
to be the me I am right now, or if it was just more,
of listening to the inner voice which makes it all seem right
when really it's a lonely song playing in the night.
Then I woke and left it there, a picture breathing still,
so that alone I look again until I've had my fill.
I think of it, I think of you, of what might once have been
and then move on throughout my day re-living what I've seen.
© Amanda J Harrington 2015