Emptiness Within The Walls
One by one each little thing wrapped in paper and place gently in a box. Soon to travel down that long highway, never to adorn the walls, selves or cupboards where they have rested for so many years. I wander from room to room, a piece here a piece there. Scattered remnants of our home. So much undone after all the work and years of love. I listen to the echoes of the laughter still lingering every where. As each room gets closer to empty the more sorrow sets in, so many dreams I must leave behind. For the fates have carved another road for me now so I take the memories but leave behind so many dreams.I have emptied it all, every room cries out in loneliness for all the warmth, love and happy times that once filled each and every corner. I feel the emptiness as I close the door for the last time. Only the memories can I take.
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