Tyler's Poem

A stranger called this morning

Dressed all in black and grey

Put every sound into a bag

And carried them away.

 

The kicking of the football

The swishing of the tree

The chattering of the children

The clicking of the mouse

The turning of the page

The humming of the computer

 

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