The Stairway Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr

The Stairway



The stairway is long and dark.
We climb one step at a time.
Trying to reach the light above.
Each step takes you closer.
But it's a trip.
You get to the top and reach the door.
Then you remember that you forgot the laundry basket on the floor

Sunday, October 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: door
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