Linoleum, cold and smooth under my feet
Smells waft in from the kitchen
Pancakes and memories
History flows in the walls
Runs through the cold tiles
Hums in the old furnaces
Sizzles on the gas stove
Echoes in the sound
of small feet padding
softly through the room
Robins chirp happily
Air is warm and sweet
Is nothing but a dream
Warm, sweet, fading memories
Of a cherished home
No more smells
No sounds
No cold, shocking linoleum
To freeze little feet
Empty shell of a house
Emptied of joy and void of life
Beloved home
Barely a house
A senseless loss
Foreclosed dreams
Sweetly saddened memories
Of grandma�s house
