Don’t Close the Door Yet (poem)
It sounds a lot like yelling
How this will end no telling
The door looks so compelling
Where were these feelings welling
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For now it’s on my shoulders
To run or be much boulder
The door idea grows older
Just listen maybe hold her.
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The words now change complexion.
Once clear was her objection
Door open for connection
The mood filled with affection
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It’s time to close the door now