Quiet.........

        Slowly walking from room to room,
remembering a time very different from today.
   Quiet was a premium so difficult to find,
    school, sports, homework seemed to be
                               the way.

          Difficult to imagine how quickly
                           the years pass,
 listening to others talk it surely could not be.
 Home filled with chatter, tears, and laughter,
  many boxes of band-aids kept for all to see.

  Every holiday, birthday was a frantic time,
     cookies and cupcakes baked for school.
 Window decorations were carefully placed,
         did not matter if the weather was
                            warm or cool.

 Warm afternoons spent picking dandelions,
         a glass, some water and carefully 
                           brought inside.
  Children would dance and giggle with glee,
    one could plainly see they were bursting
                               with pride.

           Gone are the days of slinky and 
                             roller skates,
          radio flyer, marbles, crayons and 
                           coloring books.
           In a closet lie board games, toys 
                           long forgotten,
        infant clothes, blankets, shoes with 
                              tiny hooks.

         Infant stroller still sits in the corner 
                               of a room,
plastic keys, button toys hanging on one side.
   Wheels are worn down and fabric is faded,
   yet the miles it traveled were far and wide.

          Guess I never really took the time
                           to understand,
 or maybe I did not want to, could it happen
                                to me?
     Just does not seem that long ago, now 
                            all is quiet,
      that was how it started, now we see.

Written by:
Karen Palumbo
Photography by:
Robert Palumbo
9/13/2007
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