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April 30 Empty House – A PoemEmpty HouseBy: Theresa C. Richardson
Will you smile at the treasuresor frown at the junk?Will you be moved to tearsgoing through my trunk?
Will you sit in my chairand have a last thought?Will you look through my checksto see what I bought?
You'll take down the picturesthat made me smile.You'll gather my dishesinto a pile.
Drink a cup of my memoryand have a good cry.Do what you needin order to get by.
Put it to use orsale what you must.But don't let my things,sit around and collect dust.
When you pack my books updo it with carefor I have lotsof good memories there.
Dishes in my sinkand clothes in the dryer;a half written poem...My journal makes me a liar.
Walk to my windowand stand there for me.Put yourself in my shoesto see how I see.
Open my mailand read all my letters.Maybe, just maybeyou'll get to know me better.Comments (22)
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