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
Copyright © Joe Flach | Year Posted 2014
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