Empty Spaces
an empty space
in the driveway
but she’s just spending
the night with friends
an empty bowl in the sink
she was here--she ate
she’s gone again
a half empty room
filled with half empty boxes
it’s a trial run
a fire drill
a test of the
emergency
broadcast system
an empty coat hanger
on my bedroom door
a wet towel over
the shower curtain rod
a phone call at midnight
out with friends again
a smile, a laugh
an echoing silence
but she’s here
her warmth, her place
it’s still under my roof
for now
an empty box
being filled with books
pencils, CDs
21 years of music
passion loved
by a girl who lives
to be in the music
an empty stage
where she once sang
danced, moved by
with, in the music
she’s still there
an empty book case
being loaded into
a not so empty truck
an empty seat at
the dinner table
excitement
mingled with anxiety
in her eyes
she’s stepping
out into thin air
she can, she will
be okay
she can fly
I believe
know her strength
her potential
her passion
she will change
the world
In her way
like she has
changed mine
since the first
moment I looked
into her eyes
life is calling
my darling, my self
and she wouldn’t dream
of ignoring his voice
I know
it is time
apron string
untied
2 random bursts of words:
Oh wow. My heart just aches with you. That "empty chair" line nearly made me cry! What a beautiful display of your feelings you've written here, though. You captured the emotion, and yet, the joy your daughter has as she stands at the brink of her future. I do hope this transition goes well for both of you--for all of you. I'm many years away, but I know time will fly and too soon, your words will echo in my heart.
~Danielle
Oh, you! You made me cry again! This is just beautiful, TaunaLen -- what a lovely tribute to your even lovelier girl. Thank you for giving me yet another reminder of how fast this all goes.
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