The Heart(h) of the Home

Gone, gone
There's no one home
No one, none
I'm all alone.

Empty chair, faded curtains
Blurred vision reflecting even
Blurrier memories.

Still moment captured in time
After years of noise and laugher
Empty chair, empty heart(h).

No need to fill the place
In time, peace will run
Through my veins
Like a lullaby in heaven.