One Last Visit
Walking into the house again
Of the memories that bled
I remember it so well
Yet it was so different now
New owners brought new life
Of where I would visit for most of my life
Some things did remain the same
I miss the times that were so great
Of all the meals my Grandma made
The times I ran as a child
Seemed so silly but now they are comfort
The room where Grandpa sat
Set up so differently in fact
I miss them so since they have passed
So many events happened there
And the pictures without my art on the walls
The laughter and the time we spend in childhood dreams
Yet it is someone else’s now
To build their own memories
I never got to say goodbye
And now I did this time
Oh, how time just keeps going
Yet the past never seems to be so far away
Seeing one last time brings back the days of old times
About the Creator
Sarah Danaher
I enjoy writing for fun. I like to write for several genres including fantasy, poetry, and dystopian, but I am open to trying other genres too. It has been a source of stress relief from my busy life.
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