The Lavender Door Poem by Susan Lacovara

What love lives behind the lavender door
My thoughts to explore
What pictures
On their living room shelves
Do they keep to themselves
Tied up in a bundle of love
As the steam from their morning coffee
Rises above
Do they look for no more
Than their love behind the Lavender door

What grows in their garden to find it
Behind the post and rail fence
In perfect alignment
Well it all looks so serene
In their backyard of emerald green
Like a picture painted Monet scene

And what about me
What about mine
Where is the love I'm hoping to find
What about me
What lies in store
Could I find a love like theirs
Behind the lavender door

What sweet songs at night
Does she sing
To echo the kindness
For the flowers he brings
And the calico cat
That they both adore
Sleeps in contentment
On their kitchen room floor
Do they wish for no more
Than their love behind the lavender door

And what about me
What about mine

I've so much inside
I've yet to define
What about me
What's left to endure
'Til I find love like the theirs
Behind the lavender door

What love lives behind the lavender door
With a wink from his eye
I am certain and sure
He longs for no more
Than the love behind the lavender door

Than their love...behind the lavender door