Did you see her walking?
Did she come around here sir?
Black hair, brown eyes –
my beautiful Leah.
She was always so needy –
said, I have no-one.
Even as I held her
she went out looking for someone.
She only had nightmares
and her sadness never lifted,
and slowly over the years
her lovely face twisted.
Did she come around here sir?
I swear you would remember –
black hair, brown eyes,
late September,
October,
November,
December…
it never leaves my mind –
the last words she said,
If I don’t find it this time
then I’m better off dead.