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A Quiet House

by Johannes F.

The music blares from everywhere
She plays her favorite song
The house is full of noise and flair
We’ll miss it when it’s gone

For eighteen years the focus shifts
Our own needs always last
A quiet house should seem a gift
That day is coming fast

WHO KNEW A QUIET HOUSE
could be so bittersweet and empty
Who knew a quiet house could be
So loudly filled with memory

An letter has arrived today
The college of her dreams
Joy wrestles with our deep dismay
It’s harder than it seems

WHO KNEW A QUIET HOUSE
Could be so bittersweet and empty
Who knew a quiet house could be
So loudly filled with memory.