Tinker Posted July 20, 2020 Share Posted July 20, 2020 DesolationI once swung open,my hinges pliable,my panes clear,paint fresh,and comfort and laughterwaited on the other side.Now on the edge of humanity,closed, hinges frozen,panes crusted with dirt,weathered by neglect and time,devoid of promise,I stand alone. ~~Judi Van Gorder Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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