OUT THE DOOR
March 9, 2012
Copyright 2012 Gordon Kuhn
Poet in the Rain Productions, Alpaca Junction, Inc.
It was just a mile’s ride from Sunday
Somewhere along about mid-Monday
When boiling passions freely loosely broke
And in a simple damning violent stroke
Destroyed that which had taken years to build
And left holes and gaps never likely to be filled
Gashes ripped far too large to be able to repair
Scars left forever where loved once died in despair
And he went his way
And she went her way
And they forgot about the happy one days they shared many times before
Once shared before that terrible Monday when they both walked out the door.