There is one boy left
This house that was once so full
Misses the two girls
(c) 15 April 2015
It is the rhythm,
This sense of
Separation, this loss
Breath held,
Forgetting to inhale
A life in
Syncopation
Time stopped, hanging
On memories faded
Without them
What reason to exhale?
Hear the metronome
Accept the new beat
It’s a new verse
It is the rhythm
This sense of
Expectation
© 7 May 2014