Closing the Door on Love


All through the summer

she kept the door open

to a love that seemed true

there was so much wonder

in this love they shared

and it was sad to see

that autumn leaves

began to fall all around

it made this love

seem to change like the seasons

and it made the heart

begin to wonder


It was when the first north winds

began to howl and blow

that love seemed to die

as nature went to sleep

there was nothing to comfort the soul

nothing to keep the heart from aching

and so she closed the door to love


Now as snowflakes all silvery and lacy

fall from a gray and leaden sky

she often sits at her window

reflecting on the love

that she once had

reflecting on the pain

when that love died


She knows that she’ll wait

for the first spring crocuses

to awaken the hope in her heart

to search for a new love again

then and only then she’ll have the courage

to open the door to love once more


About Rasma R

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my husband Martin and my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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One Response to Closing the Door on Love

  1. uniqusatya says:

    Well well everything is fair in Love and War

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