Red Door

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Photo Credit — Danny James

 

 

Red Door

Red door, red door,
what do you mean to me?
you’re one of the few that i look at and i approach with glee,
this door leads in to my almost family.Red door, red door,
What do you mean to me?
you are the only door i ever want to see,
you let me in, to where i want to be,

to a house full of friends and the woman i love,
to a world apart, where i am safe and, well, loved,
to a home without match, save one of family by blood.

Red door, red door,
what do you mean to me?
you are the portal that turns me into we,
where i can truly be completely free.

Red door, red door,
what do you mean to me?
you are the door, that brings me to my newest family.

© Stolen breath.

Barton, Vermont

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Photo Credit — Danny James

“Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.”
Robert Frost