Her front door was closed
Her windows were tightly shut
No one knows whether she
Left the house from the back door
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Side by side foot marks of her Now it is clear to all At the age of sixty she is in love........Why not..... love has no time, no age, no colour, no race, no language barrier......... love is pure in its form...... love, life and death all mysteries.. thank u dear poet for opening our eyes through your lovely words. tony
With the change of time things will happen, emotion will change, thus life will pass, well composed, thanks for sharing the poem with us