The Empty Chair
10 Oct 2017 2:12 pm
If chairs could talk what tales they would tell
Of tears of joy and tears of pain from those who cared to sit a spell
Look at your empty chairs
And remember those who have sat there
A spirit of rememberance will slowly fill your mind
You will start to see visions as your heart travels through time
Smiling as you see Aunts, Uncles cousins and brother and siss
Sitting there laughing and drinking coffee as they reminisce
A tear will fall from a well of bitterness
From things that were said in anger and trespass
Never just look at an empty chair
But do look and imagine and see who was there
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