It's been reoccupied.
Your house
Where you didn't begin, but where you ended.

I just can't seem to understand
the impermanence, Your impermanence.

You just left one day,
flew away
with no words, no sound, no nothing
I don't get it.

The light, oh but the light!
I can see it swinging in the window when I walk past Your house.

We can't JUST move on
They can't JUST move in.

I know, I know, I know
Life is meant to JUST go on
but you were JUST a child,
untouched, innocent.

But no - you couldn't bear it
and now another child sleeps under Your swinging light.