Door

I don’t give credit to you very often

So here’s a poem to make your wood soften

I appreciate you so, for all the things you do

Together I feel safe, on the other side of you


You close behind me when I’m done with the show

And protect me from all the world throws

You’re always with me, wherever I go

Oh, how you’ve helped me so


I appreciate you as help me soar

But really, you are just a door

A panel that protectively hides

Everything I keep inside

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