Tuesday, March 22, 2011

The House

He sits in his house
but it's more like a shell
he once called this home
but today you can't tell

is this really it
how should he feel
how much was fake
and how much was real

a family so big
becomes a family so small
when noone comes home
when none bothers to call

he sits all alone
on the cold kitchen floor
he's taken so much
won't ask for much more

he wants just one more hug
one more "it's okay"
one more proud smile
one more holiday

Hold on to them tight
because they will slip away
you see family is forever
but they need you today

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