GRIEF Poem: The Echo of Absence, by Laniya Johnson

Silence fills the void of the outspoken hallway
Forgotten names bounce around on the peeling walls
Picture frames start to fall without being embraced
The home reminisces everything that it lost

Morning exchanges are no longer heard
Water drips from the faucets simultaneously
The once warmed home is suddenly cold
The memories of different faces disappear

The air is stiff as shadows begin to reappear
Nightly conversations are no longer heard
No one lives here to call it home
The phone rings, although no one calls

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