The days that were

 

The days that were, now long gone,
The laughter echoing through halls now forlorn.
The shared smiles, the happy memories,
Bereft of them now, whom does it please?
The pain and the hurt that people feel,
Unknownst to them, to others too does fate deal.
If one were to just let go; to forget this strife,
See laughter return; so too life!

Company

Granted, I may not have much (sense) to say,

Yet, this desire to see you ere the day does perish,

Perhaps just your sheer presence, I cherish,

More and more, with each passing day.