Passages Poem by sylvia spencer

Let's just close the door and see what lies a head,
Is there a passage, that is dark and dreary,
one that makes your mind wander
and your thoughts become eerie
Is this the passage you want to take,
the one you no nothing about.
One that might give you insecurity
and cause a never ending drought.
Is there part of a passage, that excit's you
Or a paragrapth, that you find gripping.
and yet it's ages before you get a clue,
then it becomes one sleeples night ahead.
Then when sleep comes, you dream of far away places,
being taken there by some big ocean liner.
A round the world trip, that takes in,
Australia, Bangkok and the Great Wall Of China
Everyone, has the right to pass through,
even when we find heartaches inpossible to mend.
Liberty can give you the right to freedom,
now that these passages, are almost at an end.
You have opened the door, which led into a passage,
you read a book that you could not put aside
You had a dream, a passage trip to far distance places,
Passage is Liberty, so wear it with pride.