Where the Cleaner Never Passes Through the Door
Where the Cleaner Never Passes Through the Door
Locked safely in a corner of my mind
Where the cleaner never passes through the door
A room I enter now and then to find
A thought that will, my innocence restore
Not a cobweb or a speck of dust
No disorder where the records lay
All appears as though I just
Closed that little door the other day
I take my time to browse the shelves
As they from slumber slowly wake
Then each in turn present themselves
In always pleasing forms they take
In never ending streams they pour
Onward to the party held
To celebrate they came before
That age of innocence was felled
Dancing still as they did then
Faultless in their ignorance
Laughing as they will again
Till I have run the full distance
Copyright © Richard D Seal | Year Posted 2013
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