Home In Time Poem by Samuel Richard Leonard

I took a shower at my parents house,
and heard the wailing of the walls,
the crying of the floorboards
and ghosts blow the halls.

The lights' glow is ever dimmer
as laughter is through the years,
reminiscing seems somewhat bitter
when sweet times are no longer here.

Silence has eaten away the time,
frozen as my grandfather's face.
I'm not alone in this home
but oh love, how it dissipates.

I prayed our prayers
when last supper came,
but how the walls wail
as the times do change.
- Samuel Richard Leonard