The living room
Dark and empty
The absence of you
Taxing me plenty
So sad to see
Your unoccupied chair
Where you would sit
Now all I can do is stare
The void I now see
Of all those now gone
The people and animals
Leaving me to carry on
I’ve never been
A man of change
But time marches on
Like it or not, we rearrange
A way of life
Adjusting to life anew
I know you’re still with us
In our hearts and spirit too
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