A little room
inside my heart
has a door
that wears a star
with a weathered name
emblazoned there.
This is where you are.
It's not a large room,
tucked away,
but it's where
my soul can see
where you are
in case I need
a precious memory.
The door is
safely closed now
for a time that's
yet to come,
and when my soul,
comes home again,
the door will
melt away,
my love.
It seems to me this is not just a poem about a lost love, sealed away as a memory. I think if that door could possibly melt away, it would be the world as she knows it be the memory. A profoundly emotional poem CJ.
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Rusty
Thank you for admitting the "secret room"; people have them more than they realize & won't admit even to themselves...Good point made.
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Sharon
She never felt safe at home as a young girl, and didn't understand why when she finally escaped she wasn't safe in the big wide world either ...effectively jumping out of the frying pan into the fire!
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Sepsis knocked her down and out. Faith, hope, and gave her the strength to get back on her feet. I am a Runner She fought the river of death They said she'd never run again
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Rusty
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