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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