Walls absorb the spoken tone
Corners keep unfinished prayers
Every room recalls a form
Absent weight upon the air
Footsteps linger after dust
Laughter stains the quiet floor
Spaces grieve departed heat
Cold learns meaning more and more
Furniture remembers touch
Windows hold familiar sight
Rooms remain alive with ghosts
Trained by love refined by night
Leaving fails to end the stay
Presence prints beyond the door
Homes retain their truest shape
Built by those who passed before