Joe's Poem

A stranger called this morning

Dressed all in black and grey

Put every sound into a bag

And carried them away.

 

The chattering of the children

The bubbling of the tank

The kicking of the football

The ticking of the clock

The humming of the computer

The flapping of the flag

 

A stranger called this morning

He didn't leave his name

He left us only silence

Life will never be the same.

                        Inspired by The Sound Collector