Screech!

Wildflowers adorn the mirrored walls

in silent reflections of eternity

as tables sit with an emptiness of patience

relishing the memories of lost conversations

and faded aromas of coffee and toast

the stillness drifts into the shadows

to wrap itself around the legs of chairs

waiting in anticipation for the air of fresh hungry tongues

and OH! Just listen to it screech in delight!

Much to the annoyance of the poet!