Doors

[Invisible]

D00rs

If doors had feelings how would they feel,

With a slam, a shudder, and a close by the heel,

They creak and jam to name but a few,

Just what can a door do for you.

Purpose of security to protect,

Purpose of privacy to respect,

Slammed shut when in a hurry,

Jackets trapped when in a flurry

A way to enter and a way to leave,

A door of mirrors to deceive,

A door with a box to get your mail,

A door with a lock which is a Yale.

A door with a key-pad in a high-tech place,

A door with graffiti looks quite a disgrace,

A door doesn’t complain unless it’s getting on,

Door on aeroplane, don’t open or you be gone.

Coming in late from a night on the town,

Doing your best to keep the noise down,

A door could make or break your stealth,

Then remains closed next morning while nursing your health.

A poem about doors I’m sure you had some doubts,

But with my strange mind a poem came a sprout,

So when I open my door and smell the fresh roses,

I know when one door opens another one closes.

[laguna2]

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