The Empty Vase
By Alice C
Stained glass twirling through the vase
The faded blue and rose pink,
strands of lavender
bow to the side,
ready to be replaced.
An empty fridge,
an empty room,
an empty house,
only the little decorations
for the grandchildren to collect.
All the things I used to see and explore
but sitting by the window
the sun woven through the vase
like the glistening of the sunset over the ocean
is now my reminder of who once lived in the house next door.
