Remembrances

Footsteps in the house?  There shouldn't be,
   not now, I've been alone so long.
Paw prints on the carpet?  I don't know why, 
   the pups crossed the rainbow bridge so long ago.
Baby steps on the hardwood?  I think not,
   the kids are grown, grandkids grown
   no little ones here for so long now.
Running, laughing, steps on the stairs?  A
   game of hide and seek?  No children here,
   and the house is one story, no steps here, 
   haven't had a two-story for oh so long.
The sounds get louder, the noise is deafening,
   I close my eyes and see them all clearly
   as I float, seeing my life, and I smile,
   as they cry.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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