Voices of empty chairs
Whispers of those long gone
Their stories linger in the air
A haunting, melancholy song

Each chair holds a memory
Of a life once lived, now passed
Echoes of laughter and tears
In the shadows they are cast

The empty chairs speak volumes
Of the souls that used to sit
Their absence a stark reminder
Of the fragility of it

Each creak and groan of wood
A message from...