A Closed Door

An impenetrable door... Fr: Morguefile By: Kconnor
A Closed Door… Fr: Morguefile
By: Kconnor

I am A Closed Door….You cannot see through….            Or over or around…I yield few clues as…                Doctors try in vain to…Push open the door               …Even a wee bit.

 

 

 

The Wall... you can't get over or under...Fr: Morguefile By: Lisaleo
The Wall… you can’t get over or under…Fr: Morguefile By: Lisaleo

  Still I stand firm…For all to face…                                      My exterior only…Which looks approachable…              But remains impenetrable.

 

 

 

 

Itty Bitty...the pain etched on her face, sporting a Patty Duke 'do'.
Itty Bitty…May 30, 1958 to November 25,10`7.

 Some erect walls…For others to scale…                             But me…I am…A Closed Door…..

The strife is o’er, the battle done; The victory of life is won; The song of triumph has begun. Alleluia, Alleluia.(Psalter Hymnal)

 

 

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