Sunlight in an empty roomA Poem by MeghanMeghan Garber Creative writing p. 11 SUNLIGHT IN AN EMPTY ROOM (Van
Gogh’s Bedroom at Aries) The boy is gone, but the sunlight remains. Streaming through the windows on the things he left behind. Boyhood toys in the closet unseen; Towel still damp from when he washed his face. His father and I stand at the threshold, wondering Where did it all go, so fast? When will he return? What adventures will he have? But the sunlight smiles -shining out there where he is. © 2015 MeghanReviews
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