Footsteps on the staircase <br />handprints on the walls <br />tiny fingers dripping things <br />up and down the halls. <br /> <br />Voices all in unison <br />calling out my name <br />arguing and pointing <br />and saying who’s to blame. <br /> <br />Dishes in the sink <br />couch cushions on the floor <br />clean and dust, then fall in bed <br />tomorrow will bring more <br /> <br />Those times are etched in memory <br />the children now are grown <br />but I’ll gladly have it all again <br />when the grandkids all come home.<br /><br />C.J. Heck<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/little-people/
