Protest peeks through the keyhole
For a view of larger 'why didn't they answer'
Why did't they let me in
See now, no one is about
Wait! is that laughter shelved on the mantelpiece?
I searched and searched a long time for this
See now, there it is
Yet, no one is about
Laughter will warm their hearts, when they return
My footsteps retrace to another pace
Where solitude taps its name on the keyboard
And words toss back and forth like ebb tide
When the song of the ocean soothes the soul.
SHORT VISIT © gillena cox 2016
Prompt Nights – A Cup of Nostalgia 
Bits of Inspiration ~ Keyhole