What wonder just touched me,
From where did it start,
This déjà vu feeling
That's stirring my heart;

It crept up within me,
It knocked on my door,
And I bid it to enter,
As I'd done times before;

A memory intense,
Danced forth like a child,
Pushed passed the worries,
Then surfaced and smiled;

It played in my mind,
Then too soon it was gone,
A poem unfinished,
A nostalgic sweet song,

But another was waiting,
To visit or stay,
To lift up my heart,
To brighten my day;
From deep in my core,
He reassured me,
"I've got this,
No worries,
Just leave it with me."

  Edie Batstone