• Tue May 14th, 2019 3:19pm
  • Life

by Colleen James

Did you tiptoe through the back door

And push your way out the front?

Or knock at the front door

And just drift out the back

Did I ask you to stay?

Did I ask you to leave?

Did I ask why you were there?

Nothing seems to be missing

Other than my happiness

I’ve not locked the doors

Since you’ve been gone