Afterlife Poem by Christine Kerr

What's that out of the corner of my eye,
Is it a spirit looming, from the other side.

Could it be my parents or my last beloved pet,
Are they hanging around me so I won't forget.

Things are missing, Things are moved.
Which one of you are telling me, I belong in a zoo.

I feel your presents, day and night,
Reminding me of our many delights.

I'm trying to be good, honest and fair,
To find my way to those who care.