Love Came Knocking
Wisdom filled my head,
Filtered to my heart...
I shall remember it all as I impart
On a journey once traveled before,
When love came knocking at my door.
Enter, said brave I
Without a care, without a sigh.
Well, perhaps for just a little,
I did hesitate, thinking,
Is this love or merely fate?
No answer gave the stars or moon,
Nor evening shadows, appearing
A Poet Who Loves To Sing
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