THE DOOR
The Door
This love I hold deep within my soul
will never grow old or get cold
this love has known limits,
Love is a gift;
What love we’ve given,
is something of long ago
that still burns in one’s soul,
And will keeps you on my toes;
this love hold deep within ones
heart that lights up even the dark,
This love will chess old pains away,
Love is to be given in Love
this love has no end,
This Love is the key
That opens the heavens door.
Poetic Judy Emery © 1992