THE FRONT DOOR

What lies beyond the front door, within it,

May it be a possibility to be on both sides at once?

Perhaps in your thinking mind, dreaming thoughts,

A gateway to safety, a warm place to rest your weary head,

Home and family, all the comforts of peace within an opening door.

Beyond the front door is a big world of uncertain adventure,

There are those of fear which will bring a tearful heart down,

Places of memory and happiness, those not known or ever seen.

The front door opens and closes both ways, from different directions,

Never stuck in the middle, love and memories, pain and sorrow, both sides.

Keith Garrett

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