Waiting

Silence…….

These long corridors, this empty room.

And sorrow is grey and cold.

And dust settles where no one lives,

And silence.

Before there was singing

Or the laughter of children

Mischievous escapades on a bike

And marvellous stories.

Before there was kissing

And love making

Passion and pain, love and hope.

Now silence, now darkness.

Now the desolation of the empty park

The barren womb,

The broken heart.

But what can be said?

Except………

“Where did you go?”