Flakes of snow from heaven fall
As I wonder why you don’t call
I feel like that tree green and tall
You left it outside n discarded it all
Remember how many times you shut that door
When I stood sorry outside your door
When you moved it I was there to say hi
But you opened the door and shut it by
I slipped and you grabbed me and out the door
Eyes in tears, how it hurt me to the core
Poem by blogger
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