The House is set up
The dishes are done, there are blankets on the couch
The popcorn is popped, the floors clean
but yet you are not here
There is a dog asleep in the chair
jazz from the speakers
friends are speaking in the kitchen
but yet you are not here
The bed large with with a cotton plaid bedspread
The air is cool and breezy
The room is dark
but yet you are not here
Just the shadow of things that will never be
