The house has gone quiet, suddenly.
It filled like a tidal wave.
Noise came in
filled the home with life,
then it left.
Leaving behind
a tidal pool of trinkets:
a button,
a bell,
a bib.

I miss them already.   My daughter, her husband and two children just left.  What will I do now?  My lap, my eyes, my ears and my heart feels so empty.