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Dec 2021
Deep in the corner
Of that closet I've neglected
I've finally traveled far enough
to feel as if I am protected
              FROM.....
Whatever I may find
that might devastate my mind
Afflicting me with deep regrets
collecting all my unpaid debts
Leaving me destitute
all the while just hanging out
Among or in the pocket of
          some old suit
Waiting for that day
when I would open up the door and say
    TODAY I'm going in
All the way back to where it did begin
making some space for what may come
Start a different beat on my drum
Should have done it years ago
Yet somehow I always found
Ways to always get around
finding out what I didn't
didn't want to know
Didn't want to see
Didn't want to find
Any long forgotten memory
way back in the corner
of that cluttered closet floor
Or even some old scarf
That lingers with how she used to smell
          I'm well....so....
Today is that day
I am going in
I've been working out
Training for this bout
So I opened up the door
and in the end all I found
was an old valentines
          chocolate box
Empty..., except for....
..,.the same halves
of 2 broken keys
and a note that read
These once opened up
our first front door...and so much more
now the locks are changed
as life has re-arranged
These 2 broken keys
Are identical and just to keep
for  reminding you
that the door...
....cannot
be opened anymore        
           So no regrets....
for any haven't yet  
or should have said!
You once told me
If you could control time
then you would bend...
....our first few years
      into a loop
To live it over again and again
But baby all that would do
Is create a middle
When the beginning meets it's end
And time does that anyway...
and sometimes.......it doesn't matter.... what we do or say .
So be happy!
Keith W Fletcher
Written by
Keith W Fletcher  63/M/Oklahoma
(63/M/Oklahoma)   
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