The door

by brandie   Nov 19, 2006


I slowly crept to the door
Pushed but it wouldnt budge
I finger at the rusted lock
And from my eyes tears did fall
Its beauty lost
Through the dark
And the thick cover of vines and moss
Bits and pieces of wood rotted away
Like holes to see to the other side
I took a careful look
To see what lies beyond
Faster the tears did flood
When I saw what I longed for
A life full of happiness and love

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