The East Wing

The East Wing is empty once again.

You who are about to rock
filled this little room
for a time

with bags of shoes and socks, 
dances, stories, sneezes
laughter and smiles, 
a hundred thoughts 
we will never know, 
and the promise of a new day


You filled this little room and then 
you took it

You let us show off our city that we love.
And gave us a thousand memories 
Good ones
Strong and FUNNY


We will miss having you here to feed and torment in the morning. 
It was fun dragging you out of bed,
calling to Carmen to bring the cold water


Take this little room with you. 
It is yours. 
Sitting full in your heart and your head
It is Bursting with Art, Music, Dance, Poetry, Games, Athletics
Good Energy of every kind


Just like it did for you 
and with you
when you were here in it


Now it lives both


full in your heart, and 
empty and still 
on the 11th floor
of a city that you now know

The East Wing is empty.

Sort of.

For Alexis and Alondra,