DOORS FOR TARA… a poem

Ever does the new moon rise

Yet black in the clearest autumn skies

Undaunted by earth’s rotation abound

Creeping ever so slowly above the soft ground

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As early the glory of morning sleeps tight

The day brings it refuge to open with light

But only to fall back to sleep once again

Brings closure to dream of a new morning’s grin

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The heart on its journey can be quite the same

To open and close with emotional aim

While we wonder throughout our life in a daze

It’s a challenge we face walking through life’s maze

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And doors have their hinges that swing to a stance

They’re open or closed as they move in the dance

We all are like doors if we look at our lives

We open and close like husbands and wives

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While some of us never quite reach our crest

Like the moon we shine full when we are at our best

Relationships often take the same road

Making too much of one thing to carry a load

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But when that load becomes too much to bear

We wane like the moon and start not to care

It happens as mortals for that’s what we do

We wax and we wane in relationships too

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So keep your heart light and look to the stars

For you never quite know what might create scars

Yet scars are a sign that you truly did live

And for that be thankful that your heart can still give