| The Handy Dandy Spiffy Little Web Site |
 |
| Whatever You're Looking For |
| (It isn't here anymore) |
| The dust scatters |
| and the House is empty. |
| Run your fingers across |
| the dresser from so long ago |
| Memories of it fade to black |
| and you just don't know. |
| How long ago it really was. |
| The stairs still creak the |
| way they always did |
| When you tried to remember |
| How long ago it was |
| Before you would have |
| just given up. |
| The hallway is empty |
| as it never was. |
| The last time when you |
| were five. |
| There was always somebody |
| There for you |
| But now it's just empty |
| Even the vase full |
| of roses |
| is gone. |
| There's nothing for |
| you. |
| Here. at least |
| not Anymore. |