These chairs weren’t here,
when you visited last.
They’re a new addition,
to our version of the past.
Shake it up,
Dance it down,
life is all the things,
you don’t expect
to come crashing down.
These chairs weren’t here,
when we counted last.
dress them up and
then take them down,
They’ll still serve as reminders,
of all the things,
we used to call laughs.
These chairs weren’t here,
when I saw you last.
But they take space up now,
Where I can still picture you,
drawing a tear from my eye,
and the love from my heart,
just before that goodbye.