my dearest ghost   when I find myself sighing   

when the weepies

are a little too close to the surface

when all seems lost   oh   you thought i would say—

i think of you    

that would be too easy   

i think of you when the sun is shining

when the sky is blue

when kids are flying kites at the park

i think of you on thursdays   my favorite day

at weddings   

watching couples dance   when i hear satie’s gymnopédies

when i watch casablanca   and imagine   oh   

not that   something even better