Walk-In Closets

The walk-in closets were such a big hit, They made this apartment, one she couldn’t resist We moved in together on a New Year’s Eve Christening each room, watching the old year leave As the years passed by, the closets grew full Dresses and skirts and sweaters of wool Shoes and suits, of the womanly kind You had to go to the guest room for my clothes to find Now they sit empty, with just a hangar or two A cavernous symbol for a love that is through I turn off the lights and lock the front door Those walk-in closets we’ll use never more