It opens
in and it opens out
Just a little doorway to my life
People come, and People go through my entryway
My life is just a revolving door
Of unexpected glee
With sweet friends
And all I hold so dear
One heartfelt gathering does imply
a timeless need for the sweetest celebration
For this passage travels merrily
to the finish line of
Heaven’s gate.
A timeless trail for all
to witness the blessings from above
A loving God cherishes His sweet family
and longs to hold all His children near
and kept close by His side.
Lord come nigh!
Day 25 — The Door Goes Both Ways – To day’s creative challenge write a Triquain….and another first.
Beautiful! Great poem
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Thank you…I am glad that you enjoyed it.
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Yes Lord, come quickly.
Creation itself is holding its breath in suspense.
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Amen…as I get older I now understand what people meant when they stated they were homesick…
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