I See What Was

February 21, 2017

‘I See What Was’ is an original poem by Maria ‘Mia’ Powell.

From the street,

In the window

Of an old home:

 

I see a vase

With one flower,

Long withered;

 

I see curtains

Once white,

Long yellowed;

 

I see a face

That no one else does,

Long dead;

 

I see what could have been;

I see what might have been;

I see the ghosts;

 

I see what was.

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