My Love is standing at the door <br />requesting to come in, <br />and so the space behind the door <br />is full once more. <br /> <br />There is a stranger at the door, <br />requesting to come in, <br />But the space behind the door <br />can hold no more. <br /> <br />The space behind the door <br />is filled with hopes and dreams, <br />and that hope behind the door <br />will be forever more. <br /> <br />Now my love is standing at the door <br />requesting to leave me. <br />And so the space behind the door <br />seems empty once more. <br /> <br />Again the stranger's at the door <br />requesting to come in. <br />'Sorry, the space behind the door <br />can hold no more.'<br /><br />Katherine Rhodes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/space-behind-the-door/
