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Wednesday, February 7, 2024

KNOCK AT THE DOOR


 


Poor little heart! It’s falling apart!

It sits and cries over you,

And no one can tell it what to do –

It seems to be sad all day,

Life is feudal – that’s all it can say!

All night long it tries to sleep,

But it’s tears it can only weep –

Poor little heart! It’s falling apart!

This heart! She had no right to break,

And now it can only ache!

It reaches out, but no one to touch –

How can love hurt so much?

Hurt and pain it has to implore . . .

Needing to hear her knock at the door!

 

Epaphroditus© February 7, 2024

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