The empty chair

The chair stands empty
by the old book case
the cuckoo clock ticks
in a deserted room

The light flicks on
as the daylight fails
but no hand
operated the switch

The table's deserted
in the window corner
the birds sing
but none's there to hear

Soon the room will be empty
and bereft of life
as life has now ended
and we remember

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