One moonlit December night
you came knocking at my door,
I took my time to open.
When I did,
there was just a silk scarf,
frayed, half-stuck in the latch.
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I took my time to open. A beautiful little poem carrying so much sweetness of a lovely poem. 10 for the sharing. Subhas