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Click hereThere came a woman
Into the house
And life was … changed
There came a woman
Into the house
And love was … rearranged
There left a woman
From the house
And life was … changed
Jake Rivers ©
This poem just plays in my ears like a happy and sad folk song. It deserves to be sung along with a melody of its own. Following my musings on your poem.
A new woman comes
When a new woman comes into your home
She also moves into your heart.
Everything changes of course.
The woman you already had in your heart,
You remembered with anger,
With love or with pain,
Or with some of them all.
She leaves you then.
It may be sad, maybe
A happy event, maybe both.
She will be remembered,
But your heart is now open
For the woman
Who just moved into your home.
...just moved into my house <grin so this poem grasped me <bigrin (~_~)