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Dear, Dear, come over here,
I know the door is closed.
If you choose to contemplate,
Don't do it alone.
Coloured days to shades of gray,
Some sadness in the autumn rain.
But never turn to look behind,
Ahead are days of yours and mine.
Walk along the path once more,
I know you're missing home.
What is gone there's no time for,
Today's a brand new song.
You can't feel it but it's real,
And I am thinking still.
How to make a home appeal,
With all this time to kill.
Let us get a schedule done,
And open up some doors.
We'll be welcomed in the sun,
In 2024.
© Natasha Desai
I know the door is closed.
If you choose to contemplate,
Don't do it alone.
Coloured days to shades of gray,
Some sadness in the autumn rain.
But never turn to look behind,
Ahead are days of yours and mine.
Walk along the path once more,
I know you're missing home.
What is gone there's no time for,
Today's a brand new song.
You can't feel it but it's real,
And I am thinking still.
How to make a home appeal,
With all this time to kill.
Let us get a schedule done,
And open up some doors.
We'll be welcomed in the sun,
In 2024.
© Natasha Desai
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