Concerns

(To see, even when is sealed, the eye-lid)

She tried to shut the door, and.. did.

Yet, of that itch, herself, she couldn't rid.

And right towards the past, she slid.

"Sorrow" escapes no elderly nor kid.

You speak of "Love"? Ohh.. God forbid!

What is it then, the thing you tightly hid?

She never could respond.