Bellows echo down the hall

By Clem   

Closed your window for the first time,
Fresh air and loved the sunshine.
Empty cold and dark ghostly like,
Sent to heaven doesn't seem right.
Nightmares of your falls,
Bellows of echoes down the hall.

Dancing next to our father you missed,
Stories of past memories you skipped.
Until your last breath you danced,
I swear I saw you at glance.
Nightmares of your falls,
Bellows of echoes down the hall.

Inside jokes we would share,
Not a soul we told wouldn't dare.
Your cheeks filled with laughter,
One more time I give to grab her.
Nightmares of your falls,
Bellows of echoes down the hall.

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