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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
For now it’s on my shoulders
To run or be much boulder
The door idea grows older
Just listen maybe hold her.
The words now change complexion.
Once clear was her objection
Door open for connection
The mood filled with affection
It’s time to close the door now