I am haunted on the edges

I am haunted on the edges,

in my early morning dreams,

those hazy, lazy moments

when things are not quite what they seem.

I am haunted on the edges,

when the world is yet to wake.

A dawn sky that heralds a rising sun,

a world so beautiful my heart does ache.

I am haunted on the edges,

when a favourite song is soon to end.

A final note, the sound of silence,

is when I think of my dearest friend.

I am haunted on the edges,

when I look at my darling two.

Their smiles, their joy, their kindest hearts,

I wish I could share with you.

I am haunted on the edges,

when I gaze up at a starry sky,

the world is quiet, and oh so still,

I wish upon a star that I could fly.

I am haunted on the edges,

of my lovely life, I know that to be true,

I am so blessed, but on the edges,

I would love just one more day or two.