Homesick

I am homesick 

And yet at home

For the walls to whisper to me

Sounds of childhood past

Laughter and memories

Tip-toeing down hallways

Sharing secrets in bed

Time capsules buried in the backyard

Aside goldfish long since dead

Where do all the memories go

When the people who make the house home leave

Away yet still alive

I am haunted in this purgatory