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Memory Closet by Toni L.A. Cross

A simple closet door

So it appears to be

But if you peer inside

Filled hangers you will see

With memories intact

All lined up in a row

Hidden in the fabric

The scent of tears, you know

Youthful smells of wishes

Of dearest heartfelt pain

Closet of true beauty

Where love has left its stain

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About goatgirlbookworm

My name is Toni Cross, and I was raised on a farm in the far north of the United States. I love to read and write and I hope to use those hobbies in a greater way in the days to come. One of my passions is using whatever influence I have to make a difference in the world.

4 responses to “Memory Closet by Toni L.A. Cross

  1. jeglatter ⋅

    Needed to open my eyes (and my heart) today.Thanks for reminding me that I live in a world where visiting a closet can be meaningful. -Jennifer

  2. slpmartin

    Some doors when re-opened bring tears to the heart.

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