Open Doors - Poem by AHO Speaks
That which grows upon the land
Sleeping now, but life to renew what is grand.
A bench positioned to see life's view
The empty sky waiting for the clouds to fill the blue.
Seagulls alone resting on a sea wall
Solitary waiting, to respond to its creator's call
The view is expanding as the sun does rise
Each and every day a renewal of surprise.
I must go to attend to other chores
Hopefully this day will open; many more doors.
11-03-05 Aho Speaks
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