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Source:lady-only-in-black
Let’s walk the halls once more.
Give new life to the building.
Time to open the blinds.
Clean out the cobwebs.
Footsteps will ring on the stairs.
Echoes will sail through the rooms.
Laughter will light up the rooms
That time has left behind.
Love ya!
Jane
Thanks, Susanne
Our house is full of dust and age
the grandfather clock chimes gravely
time has come back from his summer holiday
life has turned a page on yesterday.
Empty rooms, no sound of children's laughter
ghostly like JM Barrie's Mary Rose
we wander the house as if in the hereafter
in the garden it's winter, nothing grows.
We were young when we got up this morning
this evening, we're set in silver
Where has all the time gone, dear?
Did we sweep it under the carpet,
year by year?