You Must Close The Door And Move On

By Roger Johnson

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He called her often, oh far and wide,

Said he wanted her right by his side,

Another woman was with him and kept

The bed warm on the side where he slept.

You must close the door and move on.

She wanted to get his calls,

Needed someone to talk to, after all,

Her relationships had not been the best,

She kept saying no to all the rest.

You must close the door and move on.

Safe, as those calls might have been,

They were hollow; her heart could not win,

Why wasn’t he here to hold her hand?

And be there for her, why? Take a stand,

You must close the door and move on.

(Gentleman Two of Lady Two)

He worked at it alone, so hard to resolve,

So many problems with a threat to dissolve

A relationship he thought could be strong’

And her family just cheered him along.

But you must close the door and move on.

The lies were there from month one,

Communication collapsed, she would run

Hide her stress, see her shrink, pop a pill,

He saw the need; let me help if there is a will.

No you must close the door and move on.

Now his health takes a turn for the worse,

Doctors say, it’s the lady, she’s a curse.

Friends, even family mystified’

That’s enough, trust is gone, oh those lies.

You must close the door and move on.

(Lady One and Gentleman Two)

We met; we were good from the start,

Conversation, touching, feelings from the heart,

We’d talk ‘til we lost track of time,

What we’ve both been though in life is a crime.

See, you must close the door and move on.

Future’s bright, love abounds, “Is that joy?”

The wise lady, cautious, goes slow, a bit coy,

Friends and family must approve of this guy.

Fear is fading, trust is growing, I see why.

We’re closing the door and moving on.

He brings her to him, holds her tight, won’t let go.

She almost believes, this is the man to love her so,

That together they’ll finish their years,

Able to forgive those in the past, all those tears,

Oh, you must close the door and move on.

 




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#1 Michael James Cook 2012-01-26 04:44
I would just like to thank you Rodger for the most meaningful and dynamic prose, poetry that I have read for along time. Write on my friend
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