In sighing dust, in vacant rooms <br />Somebody died once, some were born; <br />But no one remembers, do not ask <br />How it was- or would have been. <br /> <br />Someone danced there, some left alone, <br />Some made love till dawn; <br />Some still remember, some forget <br />Do not ask, to remember the dead. <br /> <br />Whose dust we stir, whose shadow's there <br />Whose name has since been lost; <br />It is the same now, as was then- <br />Life summons only once..<br /><br />Patti Masterman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-sighing-dust/
