Call the homebound son
Tell him not to come
home again
There is nothing here

The sparrows are all gone
They took their joy along
wisely leaving
There is nothing here

Emptiness secured a spot
and spoiled all for which we wrought
Cruelly laughing
Now there is nothing here

The memories are all but gone
They too have gone and moved along
Leaving hollow hearts
And echoed calls
Of  ”nothing… nothing here”