Oh, that house?
Yes, that house
was once a home!
Can't you hear the laughters?
Can't you hear the knocks
on its door?
lonely and forlorn!
Where, were those days gone by?
Are there sad goodbyes?
Where, were those children
playing hide and seek?
Have you seen them
No, they'd gone faraway home!
Only left were silver gray hairs
scattered at her vintage dresser table
some clinged on her old comb
an abandoned widow
a mother without her children.
Lonely chimes can't sway
muted by a harsh wind
Where, were those music
you once played?
Where, were those rhymes
you once uttered?
Deaf so deaf
can't hear any spilling rains on zinc roof
only drops of tears were perceivable
at one corner of the house
old spilling waters kept dripping
river flooding inside her room.
Oh, my mama
for they'd forgotten
they won't come back
they won't remember
they're once your children
but never forever yours!
Honeylyn Casquijo (author) from Philippines on August 22, 2021:
For sure they won't even how sad it was.
BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on August 22, 2021:
Sad piece, but children grow up and begin their own life.
I doubt if they ever forget their childhood.
Honeylyn Casquijo (author) from Philippines on August 21, 2021:
Maryam Fatima from Pakistan on August 21, 2021:
Vet nice topic,you always make me amaze.