your chair
Mama, your chair is now bare, The light has dimmed where you would sit, I search for your warmth in the air. Each corner whispers a soft prayer, Memories linger, yet they don't quit, Mama, your chair is now bare. I glance at the quilt you would share, The stories woven, every bit, I search for your warmth in the air. The seasons change, yet I still stare, Holding the echoes, I won't permit, Mama, your chair is now bare. Your laughter, a song, fills despair, In silence, your spirit must flit, I search for your warmth in the air. Though time moves on, I will declare, Your love remains, forever lit, Mama, your chair is now bare, I search for your warmth in the air.
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Mama, your chair is now bare, The light has dimmed where you would sit, I search for your warmth in the air. Each corner whispers a soft prayer, Memories linger, yet they don't quit, Mama, your chair is now bare. I glance at the quilt you would share, The stories woven, every bit, I search for your warmth in the air. The seasons change, yet I still stare, Holding the echoes, I won't permit, Mama, your chair is now bare. Your laughter, a song, fills despair, In silence, your spirit must flit, I search for your warmth in the air. Though time moves on, I will declare, Your love remains, forever lit, Mama, your chair is now bare, I search for your warmth in the air.