Show me your perspective
Rest assured, I'll show you mine
Let's have a conversation
To pass the time
One of four- parents same
Sisters, a brother
Each thinking in different ways
Bright days, darkness hiding undercover
A steeple above, death silently lays
Loud singing- celebrating the Savior
Warmth spreads throughout
A home once respected
The dust settles about
Cold corners now neglected
Ghost of what once was
Gone, once introspected
Like wind on summer days
Appreciated, yet easily forgotten
Once the heat sets ablaze