I heard someone call my name.
But when I looked nobody was there.
As I turned around,
I thought I saw someone out of the corner of my eye.
But when I turned back nobody was there.
Last night as I lay in bed
I pondered these strange things.
And as I did it came to me.
I got out of bed and went downstairs.
I reached for the photo album, pulled it out,
And flipped to the page I had looked at so many times before.
Only this time something was different.
This time you were smiling at me.
I laughed softly and closed the album.
It was only you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem