Familiar Doors Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

What was there isn't anymore.
Times have change to undo,
With each day to leave behind...
A comfort many wish to keep revisited.
And with others to reminisce,
Memories fading away from existence.

Times have changed.
To have left many unprepared to accept,
Each step taken progresses to the next.
And familiar doors they once knew before,
Are no longer there to express,
A regretting not to explore...
The possibilities of once existing opportunities.
Yet gone to ignore for those who perceive,
Time awaits for them to make up their minds...
As to how to live their lives while seeking approval,
From those who have created their own doors to make.