Rocking Chair


Late nights I hear your chair

rocking rhythmic to a tune

we played once and tossed away

I sit quiet upon the cool evening stair

listening for your hum

tapping light holding onto time

Shadows slow dance against the wall

in hollow voice I dare in vain call

but I know I know

you aren’t there at all.

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