The Closing

I sat down late, in the leather chair at the thick table,

The buyers and brokers in attendance.

A couple so young sat across.

I had been young, not that young.

Papers plead for a signature,

Is that me?

It is now.

Each page, a year in a life,

Sign off on the house.

Where is the sign off on the life contained herein?

Child one, you are hereby signed off, as you are also, child two.

And where do I sign for child three?

I tell the buyers "Don't let the noise bother you. You will get used to it"

Then I remember,

No noise.

There's only been silence for years.

No child's play or adult drama.

Thank you very much and I hope you will be happy in your new, my old house.

"After all, how many chances do you get to be happy?"

My wife explained to me as she left with her new friend.