Leaving Home

Children’s laughter rings out

like a symphony of bells.

Halloween candy saved

for when friends change plans.

Hugs never failed to

make everything okay again.

 

The years grow old and grey

Like the storm clouds that hang

low. It threatens to destroy.

Memorizing faces. Old

And wrinkled faces of once

young and beautiful. Still

 

Beautiful.

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