What Lurks Within
What Lurks Within
The room stands empty now
But it was not always so.
These bare walls enfold
and protected the past.
Memories lurk here...
The corners are filled with
tears, laughter and the
scent of yesterday.
In the end that is all
there is.. pictures in
the mind and the sound
that time makes in passing.
Bare walls I do not see..
I see the memories that
grab your heart and hold
it fast. Light through the
window dances in the
soul.....the memory of a
room, and the life that
was lived there.
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