Memories ....and Irreplaceable

The solitude of the large empty room~~
Interrupted only by the thunderous ticking
of the antique clock.
The cadence of time marked heavily and slowly,
checking is no longer a requirement.

Where once laughter overflowed these walls
voided forever by the reaper at harvest time.
One who cannot be replaced,
forced siblings to scamper from mourning.

Woe is this place that longs for bygone days~~
yet waits hopeless and helpless
in its eternal emptiness.
The abundant fuel yearns for ignition into oblivion,
while downsizing has retired the welcome home candle
from sentry duties.

Who is this person who cannot be replaced~~
asked one uninformed observer,
In unison and resounding came the reply,
It's your mother.

~~~Bill aka mel2relieon ~~~
May 17 1999