path & gate 


There’s been no song
On this tongue
Since you left,
No notes of laughter, either.

Just change your mind,
Turn around,
Walk back down the path
You walked away on.

Then, opening the door,
You’d practically hear
An almost complete opera.

Smiles would shower on you,
Kisses rain down on you.
Oh, turn around!
Come home!
Let’s spend our lives together.

                              © Gwen Grant

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