A closed book will not heal
If it does not open, No one will know how you feel
A closed door, does have a key
But are you welcome, What do you see?
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i have some trouble with this and am limited in time and brain cells. besides, i commented already. i shall move on. bri :)
:) soon it shall once again be my job to open and close my mouth. it shall be supper time! bri :))
“polish”? isn’t that in eastern Europe? oh, you mean clean? no wonder we can’t see out our windows! “A closed hand, must reach out It must open that fist, even if in doubt” ………………… Nice. I so enjoy good rhyming, which this has, but sometimes the effort [to rhyme consistently] interferes [I feel] with expressing the meaning(s) of the poem. but I’ll pass you on this one, THIS TIME! I was trying to think of your last name when I came across it in a comment you posted on a Kelly Kurt poem. bri :)
So true, it's up to us all really. A warm heart always shares its radiance, thank you for sharing yours.
An opened mind is needed so much A wonderful way to stay in touch An opened heart can be felt by all It can guide so many it can stop the fall....impresssive lines. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.