The Room

you could cut the silence with a knife 

the room used to be filled so  much life 

now all that is left are memories 

of the fun there use to be 

and pictures hanging on the wall

memories are carved upon them all 

as the sunlight hit the glass 

it makes shadows on the other wall 

and just for a second 

the room is filled with life again 

children running around 

people breaking down 

people crying in joy 

and the echo of their laughter 

can almost be heard

so much loving and giving 

has been in this room 

and now as the lace curtains 

flicking in the wind 

and the sun is going down 

the room is now empty 

and loney 

waiting for new joy to be found