Poetry by Jeff Green

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Walking past

by cricketjeff on August 20, 2008.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

Each day I passed your door
you called to me
and I in turn
called to you

I changed each route
to pass your door
and hear
your voice

Your door meant more to me
than where I was going
so why did it take
so long
to see the door
was open.