The Vacancy

Hold the shell to your ear.

You can hear the sound of the surf

Echo deep within.

Something lived here once.

It moved out

Having outgrown the small dwelling.

It moved on

In search of breathing room.

No one knows where it lives now.

Someone lived here once.

The pencil lines on the bedroom wall

Show the heights of a child

Through the years.

She moved out

Having outgrown the confines of this space.

She moved on

In search of breathing room.

And I hope someone knows

Where she is now.